Ps. I was very sad.

And I watched the news for the rest of the day.

TotalANXiousNESS said:

Dear god woman, you should be a tv show.

I was in class and didnt know what happened until a little bit after 10. The stupid ass teachers knew what happened and tried to keep it from us.

Some of my friends that were in weight training class heard it on the teacher's radio. My friend text me and told me and I kinda ignored it.

Then these two dumbass girls who got kicked out of the class earlier came in and was like "2 trains ran into a building". Im like this bitches
My classmates were confused so I told them what I was told and then everbody went crazy.

Then my teacher decides to say "oh yeah..the buildings are gone and u guys will not be able to leave the building"

They seriously tried to keep us in the building afterwards cuz they heard helicopters outside and wasn't sure. Plus the trains weren't working..so we were told. I snuck out the backdoor and ran to the train station which was about 3 blocks away. The trains were working so I went back and told everyone.

DanceWme said:

I'd like to add that after 911 I became VERY Anti America.

I noticed all the people around me acting like 'Oh poor us'.

I'm like.

So.

I guess you haven't noticed what goes on in other countries?

Then I had a fite with this one lady about Muslims for like a month straight. They had to move me to another desk, cause it got to the point where we got in petty arguments over everything after that.

But yeah.

All the Red white and Blue, and patrioticiscism worked my nerves.


(I feel bad for the ppl touched by this event, but the hype irritated me)

TotalANXiousNESS said:

The first year after this happened was sad. But afterwards they kinda beat it to death. Im not trynna sound mean or whatever.
And I'd see cars with the flag tied to it. And all that.
Now I dont even turn on the t.v
I went to turn to Jerry Springer today and they were reading off names. I forgot that fast.

I do feel sorry for people who lost loved ones but wow

TotalANXiousNESS said:

i got like that too. i don't think i've ever stopped feeling that way, actually.

evenstar3 said:

Oh yeah. Its WORSE now for me.

I was living back home in Phoenix and at the time I used to jog 3 miles each morning so as always I got up at about 6am and turned on the TV when they showed the first plane had hit. I called my mom and asked her what happened..she said it was a 'navigation error'....so I got dressed and headed out running with an old walkman I'd listen to my favorite morning show.

As I'm running I hear on the radio a bunch of screams and they said another plane had hit...I just about passed out and so I turned around, ran back home and turned on the TV and was just numb.

I had a flight later that day to LA to work and attend the Madonna 'Drowned World' show at Staples Center that Thursday. My flight was cancelled and my friend and I decided to drive to LA the next morning. I was so shocked and sad that I didnt even want to go. I asked myself 'It would be inconsiderate of me to go and have a good time while people on the other side of the country have lost so many'...

We sucked it up..drove to LA...very silent road trip. I was dropped off at my head office and worked for the day out in music retail...(we had Mariah Carey's 'Glitter' come out the day before and it was NOT selling)...

The next day we heard that Madonna would go on and do the planned show for Thursday so we went and I can honestly say I do not remember a thing...I felt really guilty being there and when she came out with an American flag..I lost it.

...

I remember my late best friend calling me and telling me to turn on the t.v. I was asleep. I think I was rehabbing my broken arm so I was off of work. I watched in disbelief. Frank kept saying "It looks like a movie with really flawless effects." I watched the entire day. It was very very sad. I think we all went through some kind of Post Traumatic Stress afterwards.

Utter disbelief....then....I felt the arrogance of the United States boiling over....felt bad for the lives lost....then agreed the chickens had finally come home to roost.

Then watch George W. wage a war against the WRONG PEOPLE!

I worked an evening shift at the time, so when I'd get home I'd be playing games on the computer until 2 or 3am at times to unwind. So I was asleep when my wife called and told me to turn on the TV. Both towers had already been hit, and they were just starting to show live coverage of the Pentagon. I watched everything from there on until I had to go to work around 2 or 2:30pm. I worked at IBM in the disk production area, and I remember coming in and they had a TV on in the breakroom which was okay. What was NOT okay was seeing some of my co-workers, around half of them being Somalian or Middle-Eastern, LAUGHING as they watched the replays on the television. It would have been best if they would have just let everyone go home that day, but they didn't.

Here is a side-note.
There use to be an older gentleman, that use to walk his dog in front of our house everyday, I mean EVERYDAY like clock work at 7:00am. He is muslim, and always wore a turbin. After 9/11, I noticed he stopped walking his dog, it was very obvious to me, as it was routine to see him. About 3 weeks later, I noticed he was back, this time he was wearing a baseball hat over his turbin. It made me very sad actually, as I could tell he was fearful to display his turbin. A dear sweet old man, who walked his dog everyday, was reduced to hide his turbin, in this day and age.

I'll never forget that day. I lived in Delaware at the time. And, as soon as that happened I knew my husband was gone and that I wouldn't know when he'd come back.

It was especially hard, because I had just lost a child. So, I could never forget that day. Two horrible things happened at the same time.

There is a tragic even in every lifetime.....

Kennedy Assination

Space Shuttle Disaster

MLK Shooting.

Hiroshima/Nagasaki

It just won't stop.....

I was staying at the Millenium Hilton across the street the weekend before 9/11 because we go clothes shopping in Soho for my daughters for school. I had also went to take them to the Museum of Natural History for the Space Exhibit.

We were going to go to the Windows of the World restaurant Sunday Morning for breakfast.

My younger daughter, who normally was a happy 2 year old (at the time) for some reason had a crying fit as we were going to go through the X-Ray machines before going to the elevators. She didnt want any part of the World Trade Center that day. I dont know about you guys, but I believe that she knew something was wrong. My wife took pictures of her that day and if you could see the look on her face.....

Anyway, that Tuesday came as a shock to me for more reasons than the events taking place. I will never forget....

Mutts

I was unemployed at the time and was travelling on a bus with a friend to give my weekly autograph and help bleed the Scottish government dry. The bus ride is only 10 minutes to the office and around halfway into the journey we heard on the driver's radio that a small plane had crashed into the World Trade Centre. Being a borderline drug addict and alcholic at the time - a condition of conciousness which breeds numeorus and varied anti-establishment leanings in the psyche - I believed anarchists had maybe flown a hired bi-lane into the side of the building as a poliical statement or (as my brain probably bubbled at the time) an act of stunning art terrorism.

When my pal and I hopped off the bus, we didn't discuss the news as far as i can remember. It was only casually mentioned on the broadcast and I gathered I would get a fuller and clearer picture on the factual details of the situation when I got home. It dissolved from my mmediate memory. I had £42.54 to sign for.

Having 10 minutes to spare, I suggested to my friend we scan the usually shocking second hand CDs in Cash Converters on the town's Main Street - a low rent pawn shop where junkies and desperate single mums trade in treasured goods for rusty pennies. Funny how I recall I picked up a Fine Young Cannibals CD to mercilessly deride with my rapier wit. Realising i was talking to myself (everyhting changes and nothing changes) I noticed Dave (my pal) was watching the 20 or so TVs in the far right of the shop all switched on to the same channel.

I put down the Fine Young Cannibals CD.

As I walked up to join Dave and five or six other bargain hunters of various Crash-style backgrounds, ages and races to watch this now everlasting image , I would never claim I immediately knew it would become an era-defining soulburn, an immortal tattoo on all our future hopes and dreams. Ugh. Sorry. Back to the story.

The second plane hit immediately as I stood next to Dave. I remember everyone said 'fuck'. Some louder and more forcefully than others. Then - the black knaw that claws at the roots of your belly. Fuck. We all peeked hell and it was here on Earth.

And now? Fuck. I wish I believed in Jesus.

I thought about it so much today...

My school getting evacuated, my father missing in the chaos, trying to get home under that black sky, how clear and beautiful the morning was before IT happened, my dad FINALLY getting home soaked because firemen were hosing the ashes off of people's clothes not knowing if it was dangerous, seeing the people on TV jump off the towers instead of burn, watching them fall over and over again...months of rifle carring soilders in the train stations afterword.

I just can't type it all out... that will have to do.

But, I love reading what you guys wrote

hokie1 said:

sorry

Sweeny79 said:

I was gone most of the previous night at my ex-boyfriends' house, naively trying to assist in his cocaine rehabilitation. I didn't get home until about 5 AM and had to work at 8. I was living in my mother's condo and she stirred me up and turned on my television. I awoke just in time to see the second plane hit. We're on the west coast, so it was early.

I'm such a cold bitch, because of my resentment of fellow Americans who pick and choose what/who to be upset about. To this day, it makes me physically ill sometimes when I ponder what we choose not to see, yet go back to this date like it was Armageddon. What happened to those passengers and employees was absolutely hell. It cannot be put into words. Yet, why do I practically resent the date? Why do I resent my neighbors when they can consider New Yorkers their brothers, but anyone on the other side of the Atlantic is considered alien? It's awful/hypocritical I allow myself to become angry about it. But I'm very angry and I won't lie about it.

hokie1 said:

I won't go into great detail but a few things stand out:

The phone call on my mobile whilst I was at work, telling me to get to a TV. I couldn't, so tried to get onto the CNN and BBC websites and they'd both temporarily gone down due to increased net traffic. I've never seen a major website disappear for that length of time before or since.

Logging onto a Madonna fansite I ran at the time and there being a lot of anti-American rhetoric, which myself and the other moderators had to weed out. The rest of the world wasn't scared of what Bin Laden was going to do to them, but what Bush was going to do to the rest of the world in retaliation.

Being a passenger in a car driving to work the next day and the radio morning show DJ playing 'My Love Is Your Love' by Whitney Houston. Everybody in the car was just stunned into silence for the duration of the song... "If tomorrow is judgement day, And I’m standing on the front line, And the Lord asks me what I did with my life, I will say I spent it with you it’s alright, If I wake up in world war three, I'd see destruction and poverty, And I'd feel like I wanna go home, It’s okay if you’re coming with me it’s alright"...

Flying to Brussells on September 14th to be with my (at the time) Belgian lover and my mother freaking out at me for flying anywhere.

It was an eerie few days.

I had plans and airline tickets booked for months to fly out west on Sept 21st 2001. We decided there was no way we were going to change our plans. So we went ahead and flew. I am glad we did. Sitting at home would not have made anything better.
Fear is not the answer.


I had a moment of silence today at my desk for all of the families that are missing loved ones because of this tragedy.

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

Absolutely. It felt like the day the earth stood still where I worked. We all looked at our monitors in dismay , shock and horror. Since I worked for governmental related agency and one of the planes had hovered over my city, my employer allowed the workers to leave work early.
[Edited 9/11/07 16:47pm]

BlackAdder7 said:

I was listening to Howard too.... I thought it was a sick joke at first.

shanti0608 said:

Thanks hon...

evenstar3 said:

Yup, that's what I thought too...

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

Indeed those incidents definitely had allot of us looking over our shoulders . And traveling became more of freaking hassle and source of panic in the back of our minds.

hokie1 said:

Im so sorry

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MIGUELGOMEZ said:

thank you everyone for your responses and hugs .. for all of you