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Well, I knew about it before now, but I didn't really feel like posting until now. A girl I went to school with died, who also happened to be my friend Carl's sister (he played guitar at my wedding). The wake was today and I was off, but I decided not to go. Carl recently told Kurt he has had a crush on him for years, and though I don't care, Leah says I make him uncomfortable now. She had recently had a baby with a guy I also knew pretty well (he was also in the car accident, but he's okay) and they were engaged, so it's pretty sad. Poor Clay is going to have to try and raise the kid by himself and he doesn't even have a driver's license, so that will make things hard. I remember once in class he was showing me an easyriders magazine because his dad was in it with his motorcycle. Clay's a nice guy, I feel really bad for him. Leah is pretty understandably upset, it's been a rough week for her between this and walking in on little Trav having sex (and I mean that in all seriousness, that would be awful). A lot of people I knew in school have died, I don't know why that is, because it's a lot more than the normal amount by my age. It kind of makes me wonder why I haven't died yet, I know it's lame and melodramatic and everyone probably feels the same way, but I never expected to live very long. I certainly am not in better health than Aaron was when he had that heart attack or any more careful than all the people with their accidents and it isn't because I have outstanding mental health, either. But on the other hand, it makes you really glad for who you have, glad it wasn't Kurt or hi family or my family. Kurt and my dad especially, the only two people I have literally prayed I won't outlive. But, I guess I'm rambling, I'll shut up.