Where were you?

[Jeff]

Every year on this day, a 9/11 thread seems to pop up and serve very little purpose other than to remind people of the anniversary and how sad it was. While that can be seen as important and all, I figured I'd add a little twist to this one to give it a little more of a purpose.

So here it is: Everyone says that they still remember exactly where they were and what they were doing when they found out about the attacks, some can even remember the whole entire day like it was yesterday. So where were you and what were you doing?

I was in my senior year of high school (hard to believe that was 7 years ago!). We were having assemblies for each of the four classes that day, the seniors were discussing the prom and our class trip. The class trip was announced to be a camping trip, and after all the cheering our principal immediately gave us the no alcohol lecture. After the assembly was over and we were beginning to file out, we were called back to our seats by the principal. I tried to make a clean break thinking he was just going to yell at us again. I made it out the door but was stopped by a teacher. I went back in, found my ex-girlfriend and another guy sitting where I was sitting, told them to move (I was mad at her for breaking up with me two weeks earlier and already having a new boyfriend lined up), and sat down. Afterwards, the principal told us about the attack. I went to my calc class and we watched the news and saw the second tower collapse live. School was let out early during last period and all after-school activities were canceled, including my marching band practice. I spent the rest of the day glued to the news.

[Knight of Time]

Well, I was in high school too, I was in my accounting class when my teacher had gotten word of the attacks, but I can't remember too much about that day.

[Heald]

Actually, I think most of the threads about 9/11 had a 'where were you when the world stopped turning' question.

Anyway, I was coming home from school, waiting for my train when my friend's dad had phoned him to say that terrorists had attacked the WTC. I didn't actually know what the WTC was, and since at the time the memories of Irish terrorists were still in our minds, it didn't seem like that big a deal. When I got home, my parents were watching the TV and I saw the towers come down with the estimated death toll, so it got a bit more real then. Then, for the next week, all we heard about was 9/11 this, 9/11 that.

I wonder how many years it will be until people stop remembering its anniversary and just get on with their lives.

[shazza]

I was actually on TPM (lulz) in the morning when my dad came in and told me what just happened. I then watched it on the news.

[Blademaster]

Every year on this day, a 9/11 thread seems to pop up and serve very little purpose other than to remind people of the anniversary and how sad it was.

I know. Fucking annoying, isn't it?

Anyway, since I was home-schooled during high school, I was asleep. My mom came in in hysterics and woke me up; it was a good hour before I was coherent enough to realize what was going on.

[Mew Master]

I was in highschool, getting ready for my morning art class before the bells rang. I even remember looking at my watch about two minutes around when the first plane hit. We never got out of school, but we should of, because all we did during the whole day was pretty much discuss what was going on, and how it would affect us.

Hell... we thought we were next! To attack a population, go after their food.

And actually I was talking with a fellow Graduate about it.. because I realized I had "forgotten" the significance of the day.

"Is it a bad thing that It's not really bothering me that much?"

"No... probably because it didn't happen to you."

I still feel sad, to some degree about it, however... after a while... you get de-sensitized to it. It doesn't bother you as much, and in my line of work, death is always around the corner (not that I do anything dangerous... but Death stalks us the moment of conception), so I accept death. Yes there's the human element, but still. Death is death, and no one can stop it...

No matter how much we wish we could...

[Kirby]

[arrives at school and sees everyone crying]

???

[walks outside and mom magically appears] [goes home and watches the news]

[classy_cat18]

I was in high school, first block, Web Design class. My teacher turned on the TV after the first plane hit. The whole time it felt...unreal.

[Drusilla]

I was in PE in middle school, and my best friend and I finished our run around the track early, so we were headed in to the locker room ahead of everyone else. The head PE coach was on the phone, talking about an attack in NYC, and I panicked. At the time, I had a lot of family there, and of course the rumors flew in the locker room. I rushed to my US history class next, and saw the second plane hit. It was like time stood still for me, because my cousin worked right across the street from the towers.

I spent the rest of the day in a panic, because she and I were pretty close, and I just couldn't come to terms with the idea that she might be dead. At sometime in the afternoon, however, I saw her on TV among the millions of people walking their way back home across the Brooklyn Bridge. It was probably one of the happiest moments of my life, because I knew that everyone was safe then. No one else I knew worked or lived in Manhattan, though I had friends that still had missing family.

[Zak]

I was in history class, announcement on the PA.


I know it's inevitable, but there are always gonna be non-American trolls in these threads telling people to move on with their lives, despite the fact that they only shows up once a year. It must give them a burst of adrenaline to do it, because if seeing threads like these ONCE A YEAR honestly pisses them off, then they have no place on the internet.


Honestly, it's not like they appear every few months, but those people in question act like they do.

[Starry Might]

Well, that morning I was watching a Standard Deviants tape on American Government (ironic, eh?!), and I think I was going to the bathroom when my Dad called us and told us what was happening.

Later, we watched the news, and it was then that the reality of what was happening truly hit me.

[CuteLassJigglypuff]

I was in my computer class. My teacher turned on the TV and I watched the news.

[mr_pikachu]

For me, it was history class. I went to an extremely small high school, so the principal gathered literally everyone into our one classroom to watch the tragedy unfold. Some people acted like they didn't care, while others burst into tears. It was a very strange, very painful day.

[Katie]

I was in 8th grade, and it was the first day I got to wear my cheerleading uniform to school because we had our first game. It happened before I had even left my house, but since my friend's mom who drives us to school doesn't listen to the radio, I didn't even hear about it until 2nd period. 1st period was History, I was in the library fucking around, oops I mean researching Abe Lincoln. 2nd period was Home Ec and we were making aprons. Mine's light yellow with a gold butterfly, and I still have it. The principal came on the PA to say "Despite the events in NYC and Washington please continue as normal, and do not turn on any TVs" The teacher said, I quote, "Some planes crashed into some buildings, get back to work." It wasn't until 3rd period I actually found out what happened, but the teacher refused to turn on the TV. Our football game was postponed until the next day, and I had to wear that stupid uniform again.

The only reason I remember this is because every year a "where were you" thread pops up somewhere. I'm ready to move on, but there will probably be "where were yous" thrown around until our generation dies.

[mr_pikachu]

The teacher said, I quote, "Some planes crashed into some buildings, get back to work."

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"Some planes crashed into some buildings"?

Wow. That... I don't even know how to respond to that.

[Katie]

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"Some planes crashed into some buildings"?

Wow. That... I don't even know how to respond to that.

Haha, yeah... That's Mrs. Gordon for you! She was like 90 and quite odd. Occasionally she would use "psychedelic" in casual conversation.

[MToolen]

I saw in the morning news that something had happened to a tower, but I didn't figure out the whole thing until English class. I was in sixth grade. They let us go early and it was the subject of Channel One News (a semi-national edutainment news block) for at least two months. I don't think it really hit me for most of the day in the sense of all that had happened, but I never got really emotional about it. Forgive me on the basis of being twelve.

[Mikachu Yukitatsu]

It was a strange day.

We had a class photo that day, so I had shaven bald on the 10th of September. I was 16 and in lukio, somewhat equal to American High School. I lived in a substitute family. On the 11th of September, I went to school wearing a kimono (!) made by my real mother (!), they took the photographs and I went home. I had an extra dish-washing round in my home, I believe it was a punishment from something I don't remember if I did. And then, when I was washing dishes, my 'little brother' came and said that the tallest buildings in the world had been destroyed! I was hooked by the news and followed the situation carefully.

I don't even know if I had joined TPM without the WTC tradegy! You see I used to exchange E-mails with an English girl but after the terrorist attacks, I wrote a strange letter and got no reply. I wanted to find something else to do, so I joined TPM.

[Crystal Mew]

Seriously, everyone should have a file titled "where I was on sept 11th" and just copy/paste it every year into threads like this, it'll save a lot of time.

Anyways, I was technically sleeping when it happened, because I'm 2 hours behind. I was in 10th grade, and normally never watch tv before going to school. So I get to school, and everyone is around the flagpole, crying, and then after we did the pledges a guy from my class prayed and said what happened. Then there were tvs on all day long with the news, and we really didn't do much of anything all day, except pray a lot I remember. Later that night my church had a special prayer meeting so we all prayed for awhile there too. It was pretty sad.

[Jeff]

Most of the 9/11 threads I remember start off as "Hey guys, guess what today is, let's all cry together", then a few people might post where they were that day to at least give their reply some substance. I just figured I'd make that the topic to avoid the inevitable 9/11 thread filled with two-word replies and US bashing.

[Drago]

It was at night, I seem to recall. I stumbled upon it on the news, but hadn't realised the significance until my dad came in and expressed shock. As time went on, it started to sink in, I was watching the news for a fair few hours into the night.
At the time, I never would have anticipated all of the anti-American sentiments and conspiracy theories that would later surface.