september 11
i went to the library the other day to go see the exhibit they have on sept. 11.. i saw it a couple years ago when they first put started puttin it up.. it's crazy.. it was five years ago.. i was in hs.. but it seems like it was yesterday.
i remember everything so vividly. i was in graphic arts and britni said the wtc had been hit. .so we started watchin it on cnn over the computer.. and then we saw the second one.. it was fuckin crazy.. everyone was so sad.. we got outta class and NO ONE in the school knew about it except for the people in my class.. word started spreadin and that's when mrs. wine came over the intercom and announced what had happend.
the rest of the day is kinda blurry.. i was mad, upset- i couldn't really think.. everyone just kinda walked around the halls.. not a whole lot of chatter like there usually was in between switches.. we watched it on tv in most of our classes.. i had to go to work later that night and that's all anyone would talk about.. it really fucked with me.. i remember drivin to work and all the gas stations had risen their prices.. everything was just a motion to me that day.. it was like i was numb. i hate this day.. i really do.. it bring back bad memories.. it makes me feel bad.. i'm a sympathetic person.. i'm a proud person.. and that kinda shit burns me.
i lost my phone over the weekend.. but it seems so unimportant right now.. it's shit like this that makes me realize how overly selfish i am..
i remember everything so vividly. i was in graphic arts and britni said the wtc had been hit. .so we started watchin it on cnn over the computer.. and then we saw the second one.. it was fuckin crazy.. everyone was so sad.. we got outta class and NO ONE in the school knew about it except for the people in my class.. word started spreadin and that's when mrs. wine came over the intercom and announced what had happend.
the rest of the day is kinda blurry.. i was mad, upset- i couldn't really think.. everyone just kinda walked around the halls.. not a whole lot of chatter like there usually was in between switches.. we watched it on tv in most of our classes.. i had to go to work later that night and that's all anyone would talk about.. it really fucked with me.. i remember drivin to work and all the gas stations had risen their prices.. everything was just a motion to me that day.. it was like i was numb. i hate this day.. i really do.. it bring back bad memories.. it makes me feel bad.. i'm a sympathetic person.. i'm a proud person.. and that kinda shit burns me.
i lost my phone over the weekend.. but it seems so unimportant right now.. it's shit like this that makes me realize how overly selfish i am..