And as a final thought before I drag myself to bed, I'll join in with the others in saying that people who are attacking Arab-Americans need a severe ass-kicking. It's like some frightening repeat of the treatment of Japanese Americans in WWII. This is NOT their fault, and I doubt that ANY of them condone it. I want to hang out a mosque just so I can beat the hell out of any arrogant prick that happens by, thinks that every Muslim is out to get America, and tries to do something violent and stupid.

And I think it's been well-established that Pat Robertson and Jerry Falwell are gigantic assholes who just need to be slapped with wet fish until their brains start working right. :\

I guess it's not hard to tell that I'm an extremely sensitive, bleeding-heart, feely kind of person, which I guess is the main reason why all of this is devastating me so much. However, in cases like these, my intense feelings tend to clash, because there's the bleeding heart compassionate liberal in me who says 'No war! No war! Eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind!! War, what is it good for?!!' and then the raging, violent part of me that says 'KILL THEM! KILL THE PEOPLE THAT DID THIS TO US! KILL THEM A LOT!!', and I don't think either feeling is entirely correct.

Everyone keeps saying that the best course of action would just be to act like everything is normal. I agree that letting everything and everyone fall to pieces and into chaos because of this is definitely the opposite of what ought to be done, but there's nothing I hate more than pretending things are fine when they are NOT bloody fine. Yes, we all need to get on with our lives, but we need to keep thinking about this, we need to keep caring about this.

On another note, it's nice to see that Pakistan is cooperating with the American government, and once again, I feel so touched when I see all the support the rest of the world is giving us--it's twice as meaningful when it's from countries that, from what I've learned, think of us as capitalist pigs (i.e. Cuba) in general.

Hello, hello, won't you come right in
I'd give anything just to see you again...

Looking at some of these photos almost made me cry. The support that other countries are showing for America during this time is beautiful to me.

What's even more beautiful to me is how Lifeblood is so backed up with donations that now you have to call and make an appointment, something that was surely unheard of in the days before the terrorist attack--in fact, I remember frequently seeing imploring commercials asking for donations. It's so wonderful how people are pulling together to help the injured and other survivors, and just the general level of giving a damn.

My mom and dad are home!!! :D :D :D :D

(on the down side, though, we just discovered that the checks from our renters have bounced. :\)

But still, they're home... I'm so relieved. (now watch me complain when they get onto bryan and me for our poor housekeeping habits)

I also think the people (relatively few, thankfully) who have blasted the media for making the attack look like a 'Hollywood movie' are obviously not really watching the goddamn news. They're trying to be as restrained as possible about this, people. Even the media knows that this is not a time for sensationalism. My news people, at least, have been focusing on rescue efforts and things that we as citizens can do to help out (like give blood and so on). CNN also hasn't been sensationalizing the story, or at least I don't think they have. I don't think you _can_ dramatize this situation any further, really... >_>

Let me make it plain that I do NOT support war. War scares the hell out of me. I'm listening to how they're already mobilizing troops and my little heart is trembling. I'm really glad that they salvaged the black box from the Pittsburgh crash, though--now we can get some hard evidence as to who did this, even though reports say that all the hijackers have been identified.

All this talk of war just... it really frightens me. I don't want anyone blowing up any countries; I just want the perpetrators brought to justice. Not that I don't despise Afghanistan, if only for their treatment of their citizens in general, but I don't think nuking the planet is going to do anything.

It scares me twice as much because my parents aren't here for me to discuss with them, and I have my brother getting excited and saying he's going to volunteer if there's a draft. >__> They called a few hours ago and said they would be home sometime tomorrow. I can't wait to see them. .__.

I've got to represent, as it were. (and yes, obviously, this is one of those situations where I would condone a closing of a page, before any smartasses get on me)

Jesus Christ, I can't focus. I CANNOT FOCUS. I haven't even written one word and it's almost 7. I'm going to be up all night and this is the only work I'm going to get done. I wish a completed paper would just magically appear in front of me so I could call Kai and talk to her for the rest of the night. x___x (although she has to do this paper too >_>)

I hope my English teacher is lenient on these papers. It's worth 200 points--I'm expecting, at best, the equivalent of an 80. I just can't focus. All I want to do is watch the news and read my friends' blogs and worry about my parents, who have apparently gone insane and have decided to rent a car and drive home.

I also went insane today, and dropped off three job applications. This is insane because I still haven't got a driver's license, although all the stories are relatively close to home (but only one is within remotely reasonable walking distance -_-).

God, I don't want to go to school. I want to stay here and read the reactions and see how everyone is dealing with this--even the insensitive fucks who come from other countries that act like this is no big deal, and worse, people who think that we deserve it. I don't think any country deserves this.

::hugs her fellow Americans, and sympathetic Canadians and British persons:: We can get through this.

Although I really want my parents. -___-;

I want to donate blood. I'm so scared of needles and I hate them so much, but this is important. I'm Type A and I think I'm qualified since, despite always having allergies, I'm healthy.

People are saying they don't want a war; they don't want vengeance. I'm not keen on war, but I'm keen on vengeance. If it was your family that died today, I'm willing to bet you'd want some fucking vengeance too (and if you did lose someone today and you don't want vengeance, then I guess you're just more evolved than me). This cannot be allowed. I'm not for going to attack a whole country--in fact, I DOUBT this was a state-sanctioned plot; it was more than likely a terrorist group. I support the hunting down of that group and the punishing of THEM. THEM. Not their country, THEM. Like I said, someone is going to pay for this. Someone needs to pay for this. You CANNOT just KILL THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE and not expect RETRIBUTION.

People say that violence begets violence, and it does. But if something isn't done, then stuff like this will continue. We have to find out who did this and we have to fucking bring them in.

School seems so pointless in the face of all this. Most of the schools around us were shut down after the disaster (most of downtown was closed, actually), but the schools in our system remained open. How can we think about grades with all this death? With the threat of another war hanging over our heads? What are scores when thousands of people are dead and dying?! They're nothing, that's what.

Someone is going to pay for this. Someone is going to fucking pay.

I started to sob during English. My parents are stuck in California until further notice. I keep going from anger to horror. Thousands of people are dead, and for what? For somebody's FUCKING prejudice. God DAMN IT. I want to find out who did this and scream at them and scream and scream and SCREAM. My brother saw the planes crashing into the towers and saw one of them crumble--I saw the second tower falling. It was horrible. I heard some boys saying 'Awesome!' enthusiastically and I just wanted to break their fucking necks.

FUCK.

I can't breeeaaathe x__x

Arrgh I hate it when people close down their sites and then when people are concerned they become bitchy and say their offline life is more important. Or when people join groups and say things like 'Well, I'm really busy with [insert list of activities here] so I just don't have a lot of time for this' and so on. I'm sick of that whole attitude. You know what, people? Websites are a responsibility, especially if you actually have a decent readership. Certainly, you should discontinue your website if it becomes too much to bear, and a vacation from it is alright once in a while (though I find hiatus pages that disallow entrance to the site and its pre-existing content altogether to be very frustrating--why not just a note on the front or in the updates about why the site will remain stagnant for a while?), especially if you've come into a lot of stress. But a website or a membership or any other online activity is a commitment, and websites especially are hard work. Websites with fandoms take twice as much work, because you have visitors who are expecting of you.

As with most of my ramblings, I don't really know where I'm going with this, especially since I'm feverish and probably a bit delirious. But mostly I'm just annoyed when people become self-righteous about not updating their websites or not participating in a group or whatever. I don't know, maybe I wrong (I tend to be wrong a lot). Maybe everyone else holds the idea that a website is not a responsibility and is just an idle pleasure that's okay to discontinue at any time. x__x;

my throat hurts.