Hmm.

[meimichan]

I read another friend's post and thought of some old history class assignments I once had to do, so now I'm curious.


Where were you and what were you doing seven years ago today? If anyone claims a memory problem, I call bullshit.



Copied and pasted from where I left it in taprootgirl's entry.

I remember I saw the footage on a TV in the hallway coming out of my morning engineering class. Roberta and I walked together, ran into our friend Lindsey, who said a plane had hit the World Trade Center. Neither one of us had had our coffee yet, so we thought she was full of it, or making stuff up, or perhaps we misheard her. Found out otherwise when we left class and tried to go down the stairs and out the door. Everyone in the building was sitting on the stairs watching the coverage on the TV in the hallway.

MTU never did cancel classes(we were one of the rare few that day too). I remember 9/11/01 was a Tuesday, since I had class all damn day and a good chunk of the evening. I didn't get a chance to really learn what had gone on until about 8:00pm when I was done with class. The footage was on all the TV's, so I was able to watch during the 20 minutes before my gym class. This may make me a horrible person, but I also remember being beyond grateful that Chicago and Detroit weren't targets.

One aftereffect that I really hate is that so many people(I noticed it in Belpre/Parkersburg especially) use 9/11 as an excuse to be extremely racist. I don't remember the hate for rednecks in the Michigan militia starting up after the Oklahoma City bombing.

Remember having to do those reports for history classes and asking older relatives where they were when Kennedy was shot? Now your kids get to ask you all about what you were doing when this happened!

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[startracer.livejournal.com]

Without turning to my journal where I wrote about it more, what I do remember is that I got out of organic lab early that day and went to the bookstore to buy... something... and the smoking Pentagon was on TV. I didn't think anything of it for whatever reason. I went back to my dorm and this kid Heath was running up and down the hall screaming "anarchy!" and he stopped at my room to ask me why I didn't have the television on.

[jeb007.livejournal.com]

Well, first of all at 9:00am, I had my Beginning Rifle class. And then I spent an hour or so watching TV with my roommate (which we didn't do that often in the morning, but sometimes around lunch or in the evening) going "holy shit!" Then I had several other classes to go to which I don't really remember paying attention to because I wanted to know what the hell was going on.

Also, I recall thinking a question I asked myself before I want to bed was even more fucked up than I thought.

[astaronthewater.livejournal.com]

I was at St. Vinny's downtown Houghton. The tv was on in the background and I could hear people making comments of disbelief and shock. It seemed pretty surreal to me at first. It didn't fully sink in until later that night when everyone was talking about it.

Damn. I can't believe it's been seven years.

[zoomer69.livejournal.com]

I was at work at the Credit Bureau - one of my co-workers had heard about it on the drive in. We managed to dig out a TV from the basement to watch what was going on. There was very little productive work going on - we were transfixed by the images on TV and the news coming over the radio.

It happened to be the first day that I was an employee of the Credit Bureau (I had worked for 4 months before as a temporary employee).

[meimichan.livejournal.com]

Considering I know how your job at the credit bureau went, that should have been a sign to RUN LIKE HELL. :p

[flinkkamingo3.livejournal.com]

I remember that day perfectly. I was in eighth grade and in choir class when the first plane hit. My choir teacher told us what happened but not to worry because it was an accident, and since it was "all the way in New York, it wouldn't affect us."

Of course, then in my next class (English) my teacher told us everything that happened and we watched TV. I was fucking terrified. My mom picked me up early from school and basketball practice was cancelled, which was a really big deal to everyone on the team because we had a game the next day. When I got home from school, I tried to watch TRL, but they only had stuff about the attack on so I went swimming with my brother. There was a giant frog in the bottom of the pool and I caught it with my hands.

Out of everything, oddly enough, my clearest memory of that day is the frog.