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playmate101 (profile) wrote, on 4-8-2004 at 9:40pm | |
lately i've been thinking about a future career... and i kinda came up with a plan. Cheer for Atlantic & Graduate, go to UCF & tryout there (study psychology & physical therapy, try-out for NCA & the Spring Audition of Miami Dolphins Cheer Team. From there, work on getting to playboy, but i'd probably become a playboy rep... considering... yeah. the greatest thing is that i am actually thinking realistically. this would be something that i would enjoy, and then to top that off.... its not dreaming. cause dreaming would be dancing, singing, modelling... which i would get nowhere with... considering that we are talking about me here. but anyways... it just so happens that a lady is coming to my house on monday to discuss college... my first question will be... should i stay in ib? The bell was about to ring, i had to walk to class pacingly. Opened the door, stepped over the threash-hold, and the thoughts of that day just flashed through my mind. Back when the event occured, i had no knowledge of where the buildings were located, or what they were for. I recall sitting in the back seat of Laura's car and her mom repeating, "A plane crashed into the WTC, a plane crashed into the WTC...". Thoughts raced through my mind like, "Ok, plane crashes occur everyday." Laura and i were already late to school, on that day, Wednesday, and it was a half day. We just walked into school, up the stairs, and on the blue line of the right side of the hallway, something our school made us do. As i walked into Ms. William's 8th grade science classroom, I glanced at the television, the news was on. The anchors continuously talked about the plane crash. Ms. Williams left the room and went to spread the news to Mr. Kolarich, Mrs. Stoughton, & Mr. Gianatiempo. By then, Mr. West was sitting in our doorway staring at the television, watching all the gray fog, and people running for cover. Kyle, Justin, Alexie & i were finishing our Lego Spaceship project, and another plane hit another building. From there, i just remember finishing school, coming home, and not being able to watch cartoons or anything... because this top news story was on every channel, however, i found no importance of it. So as i walked into Mr. Epstein's classroom this morning at 10:33, i had deja vu. The first thing i saw was the television on, and everyone watching it like something horrible just happened. My mind went blank, and the first thing i said to myself was, "Dear god... i'm praying that everybody is ok." turns out... the students just found amazement in the government issues that they were discussing about 9-11. |
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alwaysfalling | 04-08-04 9:51pm i remember that day perfectly. scares me still.
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shortystuff822 | Re:, 04-08-04 10:51pm i think every 1 remembers where they were and what happned when they found it...it changed every americans lives...there i sed something not mean! |
spicypsychosis | Re: Re:, 04-09-04 1:57am PSh hell yeh that was scary for me with all you white ppl and your antibrowness yehh well anywyays can we dwell on the playboy thing a lil more :p |