They showed me a side of myself I didn’t know existed, and I had changed as a result.

They opened my eyes to a part of myself I had never recognized, and my life took an immediate turn. I was reinvented, and I was sure that it would be a definite change.

The choice for Tomorrow is pretty obvious choice. Choosing Yesterday would mean that every day good or bad, would have to be lived again, and you would know exactly what would happen, when, and what effect it would have on you. You would wake up anticipating national crisis, death and sad moments. It's true you could make fantastic money on football bets, but you'd never be able to collect your rewards. Tomorrow is easily the best choice.

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I remember the fear more than anything else. The fear that more attacks would follow, that America would place itself into a worldwide conflict with attacks focused on our country. My mother had told me that New York had been bombed, and not to turn on the TV. I realize now why I shouldn't have. I went to a neighbors until my mother came home from work, wondering the whole time what had actually happened. It's been eight years and now our country has taken this terrible terrible event as a dividing factor. No one can agree as to whether or not we should have retaliated against those that struck our country at its very core, that threw our economy out of loop, and left us wanting retribution. Still others would argue that the attacks were planned by our own country, as an excuse to secure petroleum in the middle east, in a country that we had once supported during the cold war. It is saddening to see that our country cannot remain united as one, as we were that day eight years ago, and cope together against fear against division. For a shining moment we stood together united as one, but now it looks as though the attacks in 2001 have done nothing but further divide this country.

I think its the nose...

Looks like a Jew and smells good for cheap

Was it to melodramatic?

There was a lot that went into writing my first draft. i debated for a while whether or not I had chosen the right moment. I can't stress enough how sublime the emotions were. I hadn't even realized at the time exactly what had happened to me. It was a terribly terribly, almost gradient-like event in which my mood and thoughts changed completely. I felt I made a good choice in choosing to cover more of how we met each other and built our relationship rather than our time in New York, but it isn't an experience I choose not to recall. I would certainly add it if it augmented the paper's quality, but I feel that our relationship beforehand was a much more important quality to my metamorphasis.

They have a song called after hours, the similarites are obvious.

Dear Student body,

You may have heard that our school has found a large sum of money in its budget and would like to use it to hire a musical act for our school. I am here to tell you of a band you have probably never heard of, but already want to be playing at this school. We Are Scientists, is making a huge run on the popular music industry, and as a result can provide a more raw and exciting experience than any other band out there. They still have their youth, and as a result know what we want in live music and can deliver thusly. They have some of the catchiest melodies and most memorable lyrics of this decade, and choosing them as our musical act this spring is in every way an incredible decision. I've given you the oppurtunity, now it's your turn to act upon it.