omg, you're so domesticated. tell me details. were you wearing an apron that said "kiss the cook"? (& a tie of course)

this surprises me. not just you, but rosieholic too. I would think they could let you sleep & you'd find out soon enough. I mean, I know it was a huge deal here, but I didn't think it would be that big of a deal in other places.

Anyway, I was watching the morning news back when I used to do that & Katie Couric was interviewing someone about Howard Hughes. They interrupted the interview to say that a plane had crashed into the WTC and I seriously didn't think it was a big deal (no offense people, all life is valuable but I got the impression it was a small plane and I was pretty sure that this exact same thing had happened before. I can't get worked up about every person in the US that dies or else I'd never be able to get anything done. I had to get ready for school.)

Just a few minutes later my roommate had returned from walking her dog & her bf called to tell us to turn on the tv (I had already turned it off) because a plane had hit the WTC. I told her (& she told him) that I already knew that but he said another one hit and it was at that moment I knew it was serious. I was pretty much glued to the tv for the rest of the morning. (school was cancelled)

At school, in art class. Our ex-vice principal came in and banned us from watching it. How he did it we'll never know. He didn't even work there. Everyone was all pandemonium and us kids were all "What the Hell is the WTC?" I mean, c'mon! We're children Canada!
Fucker. All I Wanted to see were planes crashing. No offense, but I was 13 or so. Generally, 13-year-olds aren't huge on taking these three things seriously: religion, politics, mass death.

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I woke up in the morning and went out to the loungeroom with my sister and we turned on the tv to watch sunrise, and it was all over the tv. It was about like 7 am ish? Then went to school, I was in year 7.

I remember it was my 3rd day of 6th grade and i was scared shitless cause my dad had been doing work there weeks before it happened and i thought he might be there. and my teacher just left so another teacher forced us to write a journal entry about it from what we heard on the radio in the room and she was all DONT YOU WANNA BE LIKE ANNE FRANK SO IT CAN BE A REAL PRIMARY SOURCE LATER ON? So i wrote some yadda yadda and then the next day my mom accidentaly threw it out.

YES. i loved it. as well as aaagh! real monsters and rocko's modern life.

oh, and i was at home. it was like 11pm here and weirdly enough i had late night news on, so i was watching it happen live. i'd only been back in aus for a few days after spending 3 months in the u.s. i started to freak out and i made my mother get up in the middle of the night so someone else could be traumatised rather then just me.

then at about 2am the phone rang. i thought it would be my family in the u.s, but it was actually my uncle here in sydney who just wanted to say to me "i'm glad you're not in america anymore". no shit?

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how in the hell do i still have a sub?

I was in Rhode Island on vacation with my boyfriend (now husband). His mom woke us up around 8:45 ish to tell us a plane had hit the WTC...and five seconds later the second one hit. We were pretty much glued to the TV set for the rest of the day, freaked out.

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We're about to enter a whole other realm of music...we're talking Beethoven, Bob Marley, Men at Work territory

my sister and i were driving to Birmingham where I was moving to that day. She was acting as District Manager for Express. My car was already there. We were just driving together to spend some time with each other. We kept debating on whether to turn around and go back. We had seen on the news where the first plane had hit when we were leaving. We knew something was up. The second plane hit while we were driving.

When we got to the store, my bf and his friends picked me up in a rented car. They had been up for days. There were stolen things in the trunk, and so many drugs in the car, I could have been put away for life. The driver of the cars mother had hijacked his car that had a safe full of drugs and money in the trunk. So, he stole her checkbook and mink coats. We all got super high and went to pick up various cars from some mechanics house and tried to put gas in all of them. It was probably one of the most fucked up days of my life. September 11th kind of summed up my life in Birmingham. It was the first place I was glad to leave behind and come home to.

i was in class and one of the secretaries came in and told my art teacher soemthing and then my teacher ran out crying. turns out her cousin had worked there (and there had been a phone call that no one had heard from him or something, i dunno.) i didn't even know what the world trade centres were prior to that whole thing. my sister fainted twice that morning, each time at the same time as the planes crashing into the wtc. not saying she's like psychic or anything it was just a really bizarre coincidence.

mostly i just remember seeing the footage and asking which movie it was.

So like, from this point on in the thread, it's like, "Let's See Who Can Say The Most Controversial Thing About 9/11", ok?



So, like...

"9/11 is for gays"

9/11 was god's revenge on the US for our tolerance of homosexuals.

oh shit, that's already been done.

i was in high school, in my computer math class

After I woke up and saw the footage of the second plane, I thought I was watching a movie. It took a moment for me to realize this actually happened just a few hours ago.

Is that the best you can do?

Back then a separate 9/11 sub forum was made. Lots of garbage was flying around in that place. The usual suspects, posted the usual nonsense. The 9/11 conspiracy theories weren't far behind.

for some reason, i was up ungodly early, like 4:30am, and was watching TV regularly, when they broke into the news explaining that a plane had hit the first tower, and i remember watching it live when the second plane hit -- nobody saw it coming.. so that must have been about 6am (in california, because it happened at like 8-9 in new york, right?)...

i remember telling my parents about it and my sister, and them not caring. but me feeling like i was witnessing something monumental, like the JFK assassination of my generation.

i used it as a reason to skip school.
i felt very grown up and smart, watching 10 hours of MSNBC straight. i think i even posted on KR about it, like moments after it happened.

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yeah i remember watching and my dad being like "well this is going to make the history books."

I woke up around noon that day, and for some reason decided to immedietly order a mindless movie on Pay per View (Sugar & Spice, about cheerleaders who rob banks). When it was over I turned on VH1 and there was this strange broadcast, so I turned to NBC and the first thing I saw was that the twin towers had been brought down. On my fridge at the time were my photos from my recent trip to NYC, taken from the WTC. I called my mom, freaking out, and she calmly told me what had happened.

Everything else that day was a zombie like existence.

I was watching President Bush read a story to some school children...

Bush did put on an act like he was really surprised...

Once Bush got the news officially he stated "it's Show time"

I'd laugh if it didn't. It'll probably still be too much for the sensitive American reader in like 2100 or something.

I'm wondering how many people here actually knew of the WTC before it was destroyed.

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