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Sunday, February 03, 2008
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I'm bringing Xanga back - drop a comment if you're with me!
Monday, September 11, 2006
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Five Year's On...
I was fresh into my first year of college in the middle of Ames, Iowa - nearly twenty five day's out of last being in New York City - and I was stuck in a massive wave of students, corn, and endless amounts of walking.
The weather was remarkable for the past two week's I was in school... every day was pretty much perfect. It is scary to think that on a clear day like that day so much evil could come out of it. If I remember right, it was a Wednesday, and I had just went to breakfast with some of my new friends I had made through various activities. I really liked those guys.
I had done my morning routine - took a shower, went and ate breakfast, talked a little with some of the guys straggling out to whatever they had - I was lucky that I didn't have class until 10 but it wouldn't matter any ways. And then I turned on the "Today" show - I know I know but I thought Katie Courtic and Matt Lauer were so hot together - and watched what I could while deciding what to do with my morning.
I remember flipping back and forth between NBC and ESPN because I was nervous about the AL East playoff run. I think the Yankee's were a couple games ahead of the Red Sox's and the Red Sox's were in for a real hard race for the Wild Card spot.
And I remember Katie and Matt talking about some random topic about flowers and then Katie looked at the Camera and "It appear's a plane has run into one of the towers..." My mind got so quite, and goose bumps formed on my arms. The world just stood still. All of us that were around to comprehend what happened know what happened next - so you don't need me to explain that.
My Mom lost 5 friends that day. My neighbor, who live's three houses over, had lost a couple handful of friends/family/acquaintances. My Uncle was in the American Express building when it happened and we didn't hear from him for two days.
I almost instinctively called my Mom, "Mom, are you alright?" "Yes, I can't believe this, are you ok Brian?" "I don't know. Can you get a hold of Uncle Chet?" "No, they are saying the lines are jammed there." "Ok, every thing is going to be ok."
So many thoughts were running through my head. Was the barber I got my hair cut from alright, was the nice lady that talked to me on a subway alright, was any one alright? What in the fuck had just happened? This is the United States Of America, shit like this doesn't happen. Shit like this can't happen. WTF??!
What seemed like a near perfect day went down in a blaze of glory real fast. So many emotions ran through every one and it was just this awful awful feeling. Ask any New Yorker that was in the city that day how they felt before it all happened and nearly all of them will tell you it was a weird morning. Just so scary. Really.
After five years I'm kind of pissed at certain people. I'm pissed at Al Queda for changing the world, I'm pissed at President Bush for using 9/11 to fuel his own agenda, and I'm pissed at our government for not making sense of what happened. On 9/11, I seriously thought World War III was about to begin. I thought so much would change about the way I live and what I do from here on out. And in a lot of ways it did, but still many things remain the same.
And I think just as much as we would like to say that we will never forget - I think a lot of people would rather forget. I understand awful things happening, and I understand that great tradegies make us uncomfortable... and God forbid they ever happen again, but things like 9/11 are so easy to put aside and say that we will never forget but in fact we've rid it of our mind.
I remember it because the world can change in a matter of minutes. Literally. And I became a smarter American after that - more aware of what was going on in the world and more in tune with what I need to do to help this world become a better place. I promised myself - after a few days of thought that I would make sure every generation would know from here on out what happened on that day... so that we never do forget.
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
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My Pet Peeves
1) People who walk slow.
2) People who walk faster than me and speed up when I try to pass them.
3) People who walk on the wrong side of the sidewalk.
4) People who talk on their cell phones in restaurants.
5) People who overuse the word random.
6) People who think being gay is an excuse.
7) People who point it out when I make spelling errors.
8) People who are rude.
9) People who are easily intimidated.
10) People who disturb me while I'm reading.
11) People who use the word "dude".
12) Bill O'Reilly
13) Blindly obedient religious people.
14) Homos.... j/k!
15) People who always have to be right.
16) Professional athletes who make more money than they deserve to.
17) Old people who drive. And I believe in making them take a test.
18) Lazy people.
19) College kids who think they know every thing.
20) People who need to be drunk to have fun.
21) People who like anime.
22) People who quote Billy Madison.
23) People/Rednecks that like Nascar.
24) People who don't tip servers at restaurants.
25) People who leave crappy tips at restaurants.
26) Men that whore themselves to become more popular.
27) People who pass me on the highway when I'm already going 10 mph over the speed limit.
28) People who still try to pass me even after I speed up to prevent them from passing.
29) People who point out that all my pet peeves are things that people do.
30) People that contradict me.
31) Selfish people that don't do what I tell them to.
32) People who tap there pencial's or type too loud.
33) People who wear shorts and flipflops outisde when it's 30 degrees.
34) People that get pissy with me at work when they send their file wrong and expect me to do something about it.
35) People that ask dumb questions.
36) People that do not have manners
37) People who want it "There way or the highway"
38) Politicians who pretend to care about America when they really don't.
39) Girls who pretend to be ditsy to get attention.
40) Girls that hit on me because they don't realize I like boys.
41) rain for more then a day
42) People that never shut up
43) Animal rights activists and other assorted hippies
44) Parents who shouldn't be parents
45) Impatient people (excluding myself)
46) Religious fanatics who stand outside the library and hold up signs.
47) My best friend Billie's psychotic future mother in law
48) My mother filing her nails.
49) Nancy boys that wear white Diesel shoes and tiptoe through the grass like it will kill them.
50) Minnesota drivers.
51) People who can't make up there mind.
52) People who stay in there comfort zone.
53) People who talk down to others.
54) Those that make fun of disabled, different, or mentally challenged individuals.
55) My cell phone dropping a call.
56) People stating I'm spoiled, picky, or something else.
57) There not being enough good people in the world. Especially the gay world.
58) When a piano is out of tune.
59) People who don't know what they want in life. Its ok to not have an exact idea, but you should at least have some direction.
60) Sand in my shoes.
61) Men who think they are too cute for others.
62) Asian Buffets.
63) When every one else can figure out something and I don't
64) Inside jokes.
65) Those stop lights on turnpikes to the highways.
66) Rap Music that makes no sense what so ever... and calling it music.
67) Limo Liberals.PS ~ I've been on an Xanga Block. This used to be so personal - now every one is gone.
Bri
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
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Learning to Fly...
Well I started out down a dirty road
Started out all alone
And the sun went down as I crossed the hill
The town lit up the world got still
I'm learning to fly but I ain't got wings
Comin' down is the hardest thing
Well the good old days may not return
And the rocks might melt, and the sea may burn
I'm learning to fly but I ain't got wings
Comin' down is the hardest thing
Well some say life will beat you down
Break your heart, steal your crown
So I started out for God knows where
But I guess I'll know when I get there
I'm learning to fly around the clouds
But what goes up must come down
I'm learning to fly but I ain't got wings
Comin' down is the hardest thing
I'm learning to fly around the clouds
But what goes up must come down
I'm learning to fly
I'm learning to fly
Bri
Friday, April 21, 2006
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Yeah. Let's Go Play outside.
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- Name: Brian
- Country: United States
- State: Minnesota
- Metro: Minneapolis
- Birthday: 5/11/1982
- Gender: Male
- Member Since: 1/11/2004
