Well It's been a while and you would think I would have more to say but my mind just feels drained by the end of the day and I can't really think. Today is September 11th 2006. Everyone who was old enough to realize what was going on 5 years ago knows exactly where they were. I was living in Sugar Grove, NC just out side of Boone. I was in my third year at ASU but had gotten sick a couple of weeks earlier and doctors were having a hard to finding out what my problem was. My Mom had been staying with me and trying to help me get better. That morning at around 8:30 or so my Dad called and said "a plane just flew into the World Trade Center". For the rest of the day we stayed on the couch watching the different news channels, flipping back and forth to see if one had any info the others didn't. And then we watched in disbelief as a second plane hit tower one. Then we knew for sure it was no accident. After 3 planes had hit 3 buildings that day I think everyone in the country was just waiting to see what came next. Was the entire country under attack? Like a lot of Universities ASU canceled most classes that day. I was too sick to go reguardless. We view life now as pre 9-11 and post 9-11. That day changed everything. Though we did come closer together as a country and at least for a time seemed more united, we did loose something. We went from being a worry free and careless nation to a paranoid, tense, and and open eyed nation, aware of the evil of the world outside and inside our borders.