A sad day...

While this post isn't supposed to be about 9/11, when I typed the title, I thought, well maybe I should say something about where I was when I found out what happened.

I was in 10th grade (weird that was 8 years ago). I saw that the first plane had hit when I was leaving for school. My mom always had the news on in the morning before school. I thought, wow, that is nuts and left for school. It was really in my 6th period choir class that I heard what was actually going on. My best friend Ashley randomly had a shirt on that depicted the skyline of New York City and there was a plane that looked like it was flying into the towers. She had NO idea what had happened when she decided to wear that shirt to school on this particular day. It was weird to be in school, the halls were quiet and people just didn't know what to say or how to react to the news. I think about this day every time anyone says anything about 9/11. It is weird what things bring back certain memories. I think for most people, this isn't the kind of memory that you want to think about everyday but it is something that is important to our nations history and should be a reminder, that United We Stand.

Ok, now I can tell you the real reason I decided to post something today. I lost my camera on campus last Thursday. It was a very very sad day. I am not sure where I lost it or how I lost it, but it is lost. I have not been able to find it and none of the lost and found resources on campus have received it either. So, I am pretty sure at this point it is gone. It makes me sad. But, the point is, I probably will not be posting pictures or much of anything until a new camera can be purchased. And at this point... it will probably be awhile.