uhm, so i think i was a fresh week into secondary school. first year - just started. nothing much was said there i don't think. got home and my dad was flipping through news channels like he was keeping his finger on the pulse. he's intelligent. i was asking him to turn it over to cartoon network. wouldn't. reminded me of the news interrupting everything when diana died. i didn't get it.
mostly i remember some faggot coming to school the next day bringing some faded photo of a twice removed aunt or third cousin or some shit he said died in the collapse. even at that age (11) i was thinking what the fuck is wrong with you tryna crave attention and false sympathy for this shit? stfu. don't come to school. that's not mourning. anyway, yea.
some of you motherfuckers is old.
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