Thursday, June 25

Where Was I?

...when I heard about the Twin Towers of 9/11?

Getting ready for Early Bird Weight Lifting. My mom screamed at me to "come here." I was blow-drying my hair in the upstairs bathroom (for those who know my parents' house). Didn't think anything of it. Then those Towers collapsed. Still didn't realize what had happened.

I was 18, who actually thinks existentially at that point in life.


...when I heard Michael Jackson had died?

Shoe shopping. Wook called me. I yelled "Shut up!" Couldn't believe it. Meanwhile thinking, I think I like the red better than the white. And I'll post more on that later.

So I'm 24, okay 25, okay on the downhill to 26, but it's not like I knew the guy.

1 comment:

  1. I think I'm demented, I ran around my lab laughing and telling people.