When I heard about the planes crashing on Sept 11, 2001, I had just come out of first period band. Sabrina came to the band room right after class (I guess she was in a different band class) and told me, and I was entirely unfazed for a whole three minutes, until I blinked and then.. wow. I can't recall second period at all. At all. At lunch, Sara and a few others and I went to Ms. Beaumont's room, where we glued ourselves to the television. In third period, Ms. Miles had us write some sort of crap on something we were reading, while she watched TV. In 4th period, we talked about what happened, since everyone had been garnering more and more details throughout the day.
The next year, 2002, on September 11, Sara sent me a powerpoint she had made to Rufus Wainwright's Hallelujah. It made me cry, and I could watch it only once, but it haunted me for the rest of the day.
The next year, 2003, I watched the PP presentation again, and cried again. Otherwise the day was normal.
The following year, 2004, I listened to the song because it reminded me so strongly, and then realized I had the powerpoint, so I re-started the song and watched the powerpoint with it. Rob woke up and got really mad at me, because apparently that song reminded him of his ex-girlfriend, Laura (Laura? that doesn't sound right, now), and thought I was playing it just to be cruel.
And then last year, of course watched the PP (tradition now, and heartfelt memories), and then got ridiculed about my post. I think someone posted a picture of some grotesque knee surgery and said, "hey, this is terrible, too" or something like that.
I thank the firefighters, soldiers, and civilians who risked their lives, many of whom died that day. I think I might be ready to see that movie World Trade Center
I leave you with a quote from a favorite movie of mine.
"...When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that love actually is all around." - Love Actually
The next year, 2002, on September 11, Sara sent me a powerpoint she had made to Rufus Wainwright's Hallelujah. It made me cry, and I could watch it only once, but it haunted me for the rest of the day.
The next year, 2003, I watched the PP presentation again, and cried again. Otherwise the day was normal.
The following year, 2004, I listened to the song because it reminded me so strongly, and then realized I had the powerpoint, so I re-started the song and watched the powerpoint with it. Rob woke up and got really mad at me, because apparently that song reminded him of his ex-girlfriend, Laura (Laura? that doesn't sound right, now), and thought I was playing it just to be cruel.
And then last year, of course watched the PP (tradition now, and heartfelt memories), and then got ridiculed about my post. I think someone posted a picture of some grotesque knee surgery and said, "hey, this is terrible, too" or something like that.
I thank the firefighters, soldiers, and civilians who risked their lives, many of whom died that day. I think I might be ready to see that movie World Trade Center
I leave you with a quote from a favorite movie of mine.
"...When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that love actually is all around." - Love Actually
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Now, five years later, I couldn't listen to the radio this morning because 9/11 still makes me cry.
It's raining here. It's like the whole world is crying for September 11.