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What an awful day in this country. God help and bless us.

My little sister tried to wake me up early this morning. "Kuya, the news!" she kept saying. Half awake, I turned my tired self towards her and asked her to leave me alone to sleep. "But, Kuya...the Pentagon and New York...a plane...it cr..." "GO AWAY! I'M SLEEPING!" I grumbled. She calmly and quietly left the room. Just as she was closing the door, I heard my brother say "Aw shit! Joel's car got stolen?!" but, I thought that I was still dreaming. About an hour later my radio woke me up. It was locked on 105.9fm and I usually get up to Big Boy's Neighborhood in the morning. It was Big Boy alright. He wasn't being his normal self. He wasn't making a prank call or a fat joke. He was using his serious tone of voice. Big Boy repeated what my sister was trying to tell me earlier. "Two commericial planes crash into the Twin Towers in New York." Blood began to flow violently through me. I stumbled quickly to the kitchen to see these horrifying images on the kitchen television. I couldn't believe what I saw. I was so surreal to me. A plane crashing into the World Trade Center?! They reported that the building soon gave way and I welled up with tears watching the entire skyscraper collapse on itself and the citizens below. "God, wake me up...tell me this isn't happening. WAKE ME UP!"

My mom called as I stood in disbelief. I picked up the phone and she pleaded that I not go to school. "Mark, don't go. It's a National disaster and I'm sure they are going to close the school. Call and make sure if you're classes are in session." I had to go. I had so many assignments that were due. I called, and an automated voice stated that classes were in session that day. I clued myself in on the entire act of war as I drove to campus. Every single station had the information going. Along with the news I heard loads of garbage that always happens when there's something major. I was fully aware of the events taking place as soon as I got to campus.

My Geology professor started the lecture with the news and slowly progressed into the day's lesson. After about an hour, a graduate student instructed us to leave. "The Dean of Chemistry ordered us to close the campus," she said. "The campus is closed as of noon." To my absolute demise, students seemed to be very indifferent toward the the tragedy. "UH...yah...we can go home? Rock on..."

What a cowardly and foolish thing to do. I'd be ashamed to represent the country that fucked up. If there's such a place lower than hell, then that's where they are headed. Karma is a powerful thing. Although this was a deliberate act of war, I hope that the worst has passed.

Despite the fact that I don't really like our current president, I will support him and his judgement wholeheartedly. We, as a people, shouldn't be overanalyzing this thing and thinking there this a LOT more than what is presented. We need to try to get through this thing as best as possible. Don't feed me this conspiracy number theory crap or what is planned for the future. "It's true." Not likely. Telling me and other people this useless information will only make our own lives worse. Like I said, I don't fall into the hype. The intent was obvious and it has clearly been orchestrated. I've heard enough. Think for yourself. Keep peace of mind. All we can do is hope for the best and pray that God (or whoever's up there) is with us.

I love this country Goddammit...have a little faith. This country's ideals are being tested. As President Bush said, "...we will show the world that we WILL pass this test." Hang in there. The Statue of LIberty does not stand in vain.