Actually, it’s not a dream. At the moment, I’m sitting in a nearly empty uni, because apparently, today is César Chávez Day and all offices are closed. I thought that would mean there would still be classes, but apparently not. The Bell Tower (pretty much the main building here) is locked completely and I’m sure any other building is.

Now, why in all my six semesters of coming here (more like three, since only three of them took place in the spring), would I not know that there would be no school on César Chávez Day? I really have no clue. I’ve have had classes before on Monday in spring, so you’d think I’d know not to come. I guess it’s not something I’d remember so easily. But the thing is, no one ever told us not to come on Monday (no classmates, teachers, staff…). So it just didn’t cross my mind.

Now, if this were a church, it would be even funnier. XP (There are some stories of people forgetting about Daylight Savings Time, so they show up at what they think is the right time, only to discover that no one’s there and they freak out, thinking ‘OH NOESSSS, everyone’s been raptured and I’ve been left behind!!’)

Ironically enough, when I got up this morning, the first thing I thought was ‘ahhhh, I don’t want to go to school!’ (I had a late night, working on some stuff for Capstone…)

[Edit: 12:59pm] Also ironically, we’re having our house painted, so the painters plastic-wrapped just about every single door and window. Which means I couldn’t go through them (front door, back door, I’m pretty sure the big garage door had some tape around the edge to keep the paint from getting on it). I also thought, ‘well, we’re basically trapped in our own house. Guess I can’t go to school.’ But oh darn, my dad found out that they had left the door to the sideyard unplasticed and untaped.

And to any unimates or university students who knew not to come to school on César Chávez Day: yes, go head and laugh. :3

[Edit #2: 9:02pm] Whoopsies, spelt his name wrong, Sorry, César Chávez. :x