my-ruin's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- beautiful disaster/out of the movies The first time i woke up it was about 7:30am, looked outside my window and thought to my self "what a beautiful day" I fall back asleep only to wake up again to the phone ringing, not having enough energy to run downstairs to pick it up, i let the machine get it. the msg was from my mom (who works at a hospital on 59th street in manhattan) telling me not to leave the house and to put on the news cos lower manhattan was being terrorized. Once i put on the tv, i thought i was still sleeping trapped in some warped dream. No no. everything was real. At that point i was glad to hear from her and returned the phone call reassuring everything was alright. this whole thing is enough to make me want to donate blood, i think i will tomorrow. Other than this im just sick of tower drama sick of the brain pains this shit is causing. so tired and sick. 5:37 pm - 09.11.01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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