Midwestern Belle
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Sunday, September 11, 2011
9/11...10 Years Ago
Many people remember the day of Tuesday, September 11, 2001. I was no different. That day...that moment...it was first period world history class. I was a sophomore in high school who recently turned 16. My teacher, alarmed by the news, turned on the TV. It showed the initial damage of the World Trade Center. A plane hit the first of the Twin Towers, in New York City. At the time, I haven't traveled to New York, yet, and I didn't know what the World Trade Center was. I didn't understand why this was happening. First thing that came to my mind was an inexperienced pilot. And then, another plane hit the second tower. The burning wreckage led both buildings collapsing to the ground. Killing and terrorizing hundreds around as it shocked millions who watched it on TV. That event shunned the nation, if not the world, and changed the course of our day. I didn't understand much, except that no one would forget that day.
I wish could say this in better words, as I wish I was at Ground Zero, today, for the 10th anniversary.
My deepest sympathies goes out to the ones who lost their lives and to the survivors, on September 11, 2001, in addition to their families.
At the same time, I would like to praise the New York Police Department, Fire Department of New York, and the United States Armed Forces for their heroic efforts.
9/11 clearly was a terrible day. However, it should also be remembered as a day of overcoming. Despite tragedies and falls, we, as a nation, fight and rebuild. If there was any meaning of September 11, 2001, it should be that.
I wish could say this in better words, as I wish I was at Ground Zero, today, for the 10th anniversary.
My deepest sympathies goes out to the ones who lost their lives and to the survivors, on September 11, 2001, in addition to their families.
At the same time, I would like to praise the New York Police Department, Fire Department of New York, and the United States Armed Forces for their heroic efforts.
9/11 clearly was a terrible day. However, it should also be remembered as a day of overcoming. Despite tragedies and falls, we, as a nation, fight and rebuild. If there was any meaning of September 11, 2001, it should be that.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Be a Happy Soldier
Whether you feel your sergeants is not cutting you sack or you're away from your family in hot, sandy Iraq...turn your negative to a positive!The Army doesn't only need a fierce soldier...the Army also needs a happy soldier!
Situations in life can be tough, and sometimes it's okay to be a little sad. But when you choose to be sad or constantly complain, you're not just hurting yourself, you're hurting your battle buddies...and hurting the mission.
Not just in Army life, but in life in general!
So when life seems out of place, put a smile on your face! 'Cause a happy soldier makes a happy Army!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Random Blogging...September 23
I'm in the Army, now! I swore in yesterday, and I'm officially in, now! Also, I will say that the Army personnel offered me with more than any of the Air Force recruiters ever did. Boy, I should mention how I went from months planning of being in the Air Force to immediately switching to the Army.I believe it was exactly two weeks ago...to note, I'm not in the best of energy to write near-perfectly...so, there will some breaks and pausing with my tone. Already, I was stressed out with work. One -- things happened at work and my boss might be fired in six months. Two -- I had to retake the ASVAB since the Air Force considered my score low (I don't like tests, enough). Last, I decided to "escape" from my job to become a flight attendant. Anyway, I spotted an Army personnel and asked for a cigarette. He responded, "If you join the Army." Initially, I took it as a joke. I told him my situations, and he said he would help me find another job...faster. He also offered to help me get my Illinois driver's license since I haven't been driving for around five years and my paternal Chicago relatives would be of no help. From that point and more cigarettes later, I aborted everything: the Air Force, thoughts of becoming a flight attendant...everything.
I'm making plans to resign from AirServ Corporation and flight to St. Louis for a few weeks, in December. To end this, at the MEPS, they gave me an Army-themed backpack, with a shirt, stickers, a magazine, and a book on tips for workouts and basic training. I'm gonna be well off, now!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Random Blogging...September 15
Two weeks ago, I was back in California, enjoying Disneyland, Hollywood, and American Girl dolls. I was relatively happy. However, since I returned, I'm moody, as usual.I'll be open with this one -- yeah, I miss someone. Moreover, it's a guy -- and that's the most I'll hint. Also, I'm angrily jealous that every relative or friend of his gets to spend time with him and I can't! These people get to see him and be tangible to him, while I'm in the Windy City! Why I did I move to Chicago, then? I ask myself the same question. Well, when I left, I hope I would change. Though, I've changed naturally and physically -- emotionally, old feelings die hard.
I heard last night that Patrick Swayze has died. I'm disappointed to heard that. I really thought he would come out of it, but like Farrah Fawcett, he died trying. God bless, him.
I found out that my ex is dating another girl. Initially, I was a little surprised, but I'm not jealous unlike with the first person I mentioned. Why? Well, when I think back to our relationships, I wasn't in love with him. It wasn't a crush. The first time, I really attracted to mostly other women who I couldn't have, and I got with him to snap out of it. I thought it would help me revert as the Caroline others remember or thought of me to as. However, I was depressed and somewhat vanished, leaving him heartbroken. The second time, I wanted to just get married and have children...along with escaping feelings for other people again and the reputation of being "confused" to many people. I did grow more fond of him shortly after and felt like a failure when he dumped me. However, my feelings weren't pure...I feelings were corrupted and I wanted to get something, run away from something else, and show everyone that I can maintain a long relationship. I could never do it, again. Well, that's all I will say about that.
Last, I did have something to say to other...a surprise. However, I will say it later.