Mar 20, 2006 20:24
I've been meaning to write.
Honest.
But I just don't feel like it.
I really don't feel like it right now.
But I must.
Over vacation, Nick died and I didn't quite know how to take it.
I didn't really know him, but in a way he was in my family.
My uncle is living/dating? his Aunt Cathy.
And Ryan is one of my closest guy friends.
So it still hurt and still made me upset.
I went to the wake and I hugged Ryan like I wanted to.
That was that and all I could do was hope that he was in a better place and that his family would heal in time.
Today I went to dinner.
Lauren accidently told Heather what her bday gift was.
Courtney decided she wanted us to tell her waht her gift was-NOT happening.
And then I spilt ginger ale all over my pants.
I get back, and I have a message..."did you know Andrew Miller?"
Just the fact that she said "did" made me realize something was very wrong.
"Yes, I do."..."He's dead."
Way to break it easy.
No, I don't mean that.
She didn't mean it in a bad way.
I have not spoken to Andy in a while.
But he was one of my first guy/soccer friends my freshman year.
Not to mention one of the hottest guys in AHS.
For one, I cant understand how a guy that is only 19 or 20 can have a heart attack.
And for another, I cannot understand how a guy that is only 19 or 20 can die.
If there is a god, which I have doubted for eight years, he is completley out of my mind from here on out.
Fuck that.
A funeral should not, EVER, be full of high school and college students.
This will be my SECOND one in two weeks.
That is just.not.right.
I am at a loss of what else I want to say.