Instead of waking up to the beautiful sound of my alarm clock this morning - I'm being totally sarcastic by the way - the earthquake decided to shake me out of my bed instead.
My neighbors certainly freaked out. About half of them ran outside and one of them screamed bloody murder - it was a woman.
But not me.
The moment I felt my bed shake I opened my eyes to see if I was still dreaming, and when I realized I was experiencing my first-ever natural phenomenon, I smiled and thought it was the coolest thing in the world.
And then I went back to sleep.
I know earthquakes can be scary and at times fatal in other parts of the world, but having experienced my first shake in Southern California, I was excited and I wanted to tell the world about it.
So... I called up my family members - at 7 o' clock in the morning (they were pretty mad I woke them up) and I posted it on Facebook, too.
But in all seriousness, today's earthquake made me realize something very important about myself. I discovered that in moments of panic and uncertainty, I still have my sense of humor to keep me calm and collective.