Four years ago today... it's hard to believe it's been that long. No matter how much time passes, I never forget exactly what I was doing when I found out about the World Trade Center, and Pentagon, and the attempt on Camp David. Just thinking about it now makes my whole day flash through my mind...

I still cry for the people that died there and I still pray for their families. Something like that is hard to deal with... imagine how traumatic it was for family members and friends. It was a black day in American history, akin to Pearl Harbor. Now we've got Hurricane Katrina hot on their heels, another disaster that will be in our nation's history books.

It's weird to think I lived through two national tragedies, and even weirder to think that my kids one day will be reading about all this in their history books and I can tell them exactly how I felt at the time, exactly what I was doing when I found out. It's disturbing but strangely comforting.

To get on a less depressing subject, I went up to Mar's yesterday for her 17th birthday along with the guys and Sam. Before I went to her house, I took Mar to Market Street for the Art Walk but apparently, the newspaper misadvertised because everywhere I looked, signs said that today was the Art Walk. Needless to say, I wasn't very happy. That was supposed to be part of my present to her and we got screwed. Arg.

Anyway, we had about two hours to kill before everyone got to the house, so we went into the hay mound and moved hay bales around to make a fort. My arms are all cut up now from the sticks in there and I've a ripped shirt and I'm sore as hell, but it was well worth it. Our fort rocked out loud, at least it did until we collapsed it on Matt and Wayne. :P

Later that night, towards dark, we rode up the hill in the hay wagon and had a bonfire. We sat around it and had s'mores for a while, then we got bored so we all ran to the woods, then everyone started hiding. Mar and I sat for a moment and talked, then we headd back towards the fire and found some of the guys. After a little while longer, Sam and I got cold so we went back to the bonfire and started talking to Albert and Alex about college. It was quite interesting. :P

We finally went back down the hill on our own around 10:30 (me wrapped in a blanket because I forgot a coat) after looking at the stars for a while and just talking while the fire died down enough so we could leave it. We got back to the house around 10:40, then we just all grabbed something to eat and drink and kicked back in the kitchen (like usual), some of us talking, others of us trying to see how good they were at throwing a ping pong ball at the ceiling fan and getting it into the hanging pots. ;) Once it flew right at my head and I hit it really hard with my machete, so the damn thing ended up hitting Andy in the head. 'Twas funny.

Anyway, it was definitely a lot of fun, though I slept 12 hours last night. :) Now I just need to go and finish my chemistry homework, then I can laze around for the rest of the day. Eee.

Random song quote: "I've got some friends, some that I hardly know, but we've had good times I wouldn't trade for the world."

~Shadowmaster~