five years later..

After September 11th, 2001 so many families in America became united, so many people realize how much they have, families became united to other families, the United States became united as a whole; Why does something terrible have to happen for people to realize the world isnt perfect, to realize that they need the family members they havnt talked to in six years. But thats the way it all seems to work.

ohh..

I love when the leaves change colors, it's my favorite time of year (besides when i can snowboard of course). I often complain about where I'm living, how I'm living and a bunch of junk, but in all reality when I think about it, I know i've been blessed x like 5643541354321, I have the ability to go outside and run for miles and I wouldn't be trespassing, i can look out my window & see blue skies and multicolored trees. I'm surrounded by family at all times (no joke) My family isn't living in poverty, i don't live in a third world country, i have food to eat, clothes to wear, people that love me, yet at times i get angry at God for taking soemthing so little away, doesn't seem to make much sense.

It's September 11th, 2006, or should I say 11 September 2006 or 9-11-06 (or the preferred 9/11/06) I'm tired, drainded, jobless, sinful and weak; just where God wants me. Summer has come and gone - it may or may not have been wasted. I'm not reassured to ponder the thought of whether or not I wasted two months of my life on materialistic worldly matters.