Sunday, September 11, 2011

I was in Jazz Band, and Zaq Quinlan told me that someone had crashed a plane into one of the twin towers. I didn't believe him. Then we turned on the television. I just remember everyone feeling so despondent. 

On a side note, I still don't understand what the fuck we are doing in the Middle East still.
Saddam is dead, Bin Laden is dead, and after each death that granted me no more sense of closure.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casualties_of_the_Iraq_War

That's how many people are still dying, and I still have no real idea why. I will never forget 9/11, but I'm hoping we're out of the middle east soon.