9/11

i can not belive its been 7 years since the 9/11 attacks. I remember the day so vividly. It was literally my first week away from home. The sky was a perfect blue and it was crispy and fall like (sort of how it is right now). The previous night My roomies and I took the T into Boston and met Dan at his work (he was working south station at this time). We walked all around the city. It was a great night and really one of my first times going into the city on my own. That next morning i woke up to the sweltering heat that was dorm life. I knew it probably wasnt this warm outside so i turned on the TV to find out the weather. Every channel had the first tower on fire. I really didnt think anything of it and continued to get ready for my day. As im sitting there i saw the 2nd plane hit, live, all alone in my dorm. i was like OH fuck this isnt good. No sooner did that happen, but my mother called telling me not to leave campus. I called dan and he was on his way to school. Finally my roomies get back from class and i tell them. we all sat there transfixed on the tv. I had class @ 11 so i went to my stupid Spanish class. After class dan calls me to tell me hes coming to get me. I still had one more class so i went to that and dan came and took me home. I remember sitting on the couch that whole night, it was unlike anything that i had ever been thru. every single station had the rescue efforts on. I think we watched this all night. The next day i had class and dan drove me back up to the city. It was weird driving and seeing the Amber alerts saying that Logan was closed and flights were grounded. That day i was working @ Financial aid and i found out the Bin Ladens Nephew was studying @ my school and had been flown out of the country that day. I had to pull his Financial aid file. Talk about creepy.
So here it is, 7 years later, so much has changed in my life since that night out in Boston. That was the last day of normalcy in the country and nothing has been the same since.