First, to start on a slightly prophetic and off-task note, here's this: Sometimes parents ask the world of you, and you want to do nothing but to give it to them. One or two things though may remain impossible of you to do. Sometimes parents expect this of you, and when you don't deliver, they cut off your head and expect you to like it, knowing full well that they can't accomplish what they've asked, either. I'm an almost __ year-old male, not a miracle worker, mom.
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That said, here's the meat...or the 'asparagus' for my vegetarian readers.
But seven years ago, America was shocked. I was but in __ grade here in Warwick. I went home and was mesmerized by the events that had transpired. In an instant, over 4,200 people had perished, all within minutes of each other. America was shocked. The world was shocked. Today we Americans turn our heads to the flag, and remember those that lost their lives on that fateful day, and mourn. Not only do we mourn, but we celebrate their lives, and the good that's come from it, and how we've added to this great society. Today, black, white, Asian or Arab, we Americans stand shoulder to shoulder, arm-in-arm as one huge society. Without each other, we are nothing. As put by Benjamin Franklin, "Don't tread on me." May this infamous day never be forgotten.
ugh sorry about the lack of commenting. i'm still figuring this new comment deal out. in response to this post, i would say i was shocked to realize that i do in fact remember the day of september 11, 2001. but it was the event of our lifetime. you know how every generation is defined by an event? this was ours. how unfortunate that it had to be so negative. another amazing point is the greiving and repairing that is still going on 7 years later, and that will continue for years to come
Me? I'm a purist. I like things as they are, nature (and people, as I see them) are just fine the way they are, why undergo some radical surgery just to change looks? Some hate me for this, but that means I also detest tattoos, but not people that have them. It's their life, why should I judge? More importantly, what good does it do? I'm a realist. Life is what it is, and most of it doesn't phase me. I enjoy life, and seize every moment I can. With this, my camera and my iPod follow my every movement. I'm a sports enthusiast. I love the Giants and Yankees. No, I'm not switching teams. Don't ask. If you knew me last year, you know how much different I am compared to a year ago. One last thing about me? I don't care. What I mean is, not many things phase me. Drama in school, is just that. Let it play itself out, I don't have patience or time, unless it's of my doing. I love my life, friends, and family, but I also know how to pick a fight when I need to. I love writing, hence the blog. I hope you enjoy reading it.
-Oh, and I know who I am. I don't change for anyone.
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ugh sorry about the lack of commenting. i'm still figuring this new comment deal out.
in response to this post, i would say i was shocked to realize that i do in fact remember the day of september 11, 2001. but it was the event of our lifetime. you know how every generation is defined by an event? this was ours. how unfortunate that it had to be so negative. another amazing point is the greiving and repairing that is still going on 7 years later, and that will continue for years to come
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