9/11 - How do I feel?

It's that special time of year where America remembers one of the worst incidents to occur inside of our country. Most people go into a nostalgic glaze when thinking about today, I'm not one of them.

September 11th, 2001... I was in French class bored to tears when the PA told the whole school to flip on the news. I thought, "Yay, something not work!" Fire, ash, screaming, praying; HYSTERIA ALL DAY LONG! I understand how disturbing it should be/was, but I was perfectly calm. My mom was in Kent (South East UK) at the time and the cross-Atlantic separation didn't daunt me, but my sister was a different story. My Step-Dad had to send her to my Grandma's because he couldn't handle her.

It's so odd to be like that, and six years after the fact I don't have any strong feeling about today. Apathy is a horrible beast; I know I should feel something and I don't, but I also don't care as much about that as I should.