I feel very cliche blogging about my feelings and whatnot after what happened at Virginia Tech yesterday, but I think I need to. My heart is hurting more than I thought it would. When I walked into the University Center at school yesterday morning and saw the breaking news on the tv, I started panicking. I have several friends from high school and my youth group in Richmond who go to VA Tech. I only wanted to know that they were alright and hadn't been harmed. I finally got in touch with them through Facebook and found out that they're ok, by the grace of God. So many people died, though. 32 people. 32 innocent students either chilling in their dorms or in class. It's hard to believe that I've already lived through 2 major historical events in my lifetime, and chilling to think that there will most likely be another historical tragedy before I die. I'll be able to tell my kids and grandkids where I was on September 11 '01, a major terrorist attack on our nation, and where I was on April 16 '07, the worst shooting in US history.
I was listening to a morning show on the radio on my way to school today, and I got really frustrated with the media and how it handles things. The topic at hand on this particular show was if the President of VA Tech should be fired for not handling the situation properly. It angers me that people want to start pointing fingers and stirring up controversy already. At least give us, and more importantly VA Tech, time to grieve before all that gets brought up.
I wish I could be up in Blacksburg today to hug my friends. These are kids I went to high school with; kids who were in youth group with me; kids who mean a lot to me and have made impressions on my life.
