What day is today? ( June 5, 2012)

I woke up this morning with the strangest sensation. I lied in my  bedroom, staring up the high protruding ceilings and wondered, " hmm....What day is today?" For a second I even wondered where i am and who I was. That moment passed quickly, almost just as quickly as it has come, I remembered where I was and who I am. I remembered that today is Tuesday, the last day of Finals. I had been looking forward to this day all month. Literally, I was pinning for this magical moment. My head was still ringing and my body wasn't coordinated. But I remembered where I was.I felt my father's presence as he opened the door a gentle crack and called for me to get up. I am here. I wasn't here a minute ago. IN fact, I don't even know where I was. My soul was set adrift and left an empty shell of flesh and bones wondering where the heck I am and what is my history. I always managed to remember the day of the weeks. It becomes a part of your innate abilities after being a student for at least ten years. The first time I don't remember what day is today is a day I will remember. And that is why I recording this down into my journal today. A strange, eerie kind of feeling.