death of a friend
this weekend was marked with excellent ups and terrible lows:
one of my best friends, jessica, graduated with honors from CLU. i couldn't be prouder or her. i went to her grad party on saturday where i knew exactly 3 people (her, her mom, her younger brother). i ended up having so much fun and everyone was so awesome. her older brother, zach, was there and i finally got to meet him after like 4 years of telling jess how hot he is haha. him and i got along really well and he was like cooler and cooler to me as the day/night went on. i even danced with him? hahah wtf. i don't dance. when i left, i couldn't find him to say bye but he found me and gave me this huge tight hug (the hug where you feel way too much ha) and was like "call me, here's my number". so we traded numbers and then said "well, who's calling who first" (HIM, DUH). jess told me he always asks to see pics of me haha and she told him that her younger brother was trying to make out with me (that was a bet i think) and he said, "i can't blame him for that, she's so cute" GO ME. i don't even care if he doesn't call, it's just the fact that he asked. sunday was a nice day too, until i walk in my front door and nate is acting all weird.
"Piper, I have really bad news."
he told me Aaron Bell was dead. i stood there in complete shock. he didn't have the story as to what happened yet. so i said there was a chance he was alive then and he was just like "piper, he's dead." i completely freaked out, i really love aaron, and all these things were going through my mind as to what could have happened. we finally found out that he puked in his sleep and choked/suffocated on it and died. that's all i know now.
anyway, one of my friends is dead. someone who had so much potential, was true to all of his friends, and who always was there to listen when you needed to bitch. the last time i saw him, i barely got to hang out with him, i didn't even get to give him a hug.
one of my best friends, jessica, graduated with honors from CLU. i couldn't be prouder or her. i went to her grad party on saturday where i knew exactly 3 people (her, her mom, her younger brother). i ended up having so much fun and everyone was so awesome. her older brother, zach, was there and i finally got to meet him after like 4 years of telling jess how hot he is haha. him and i got along really well and he was like cooler and cooler to me as the day/night went on. i even danced with him? hahah wtf. i don't dance. when i left, i couldn't find him to say bye but he found me and gave me this huge tight hug (the hug where you feel way too much ha) and was like "call me, here's my number". so we traded numbers and then said "well, who's calling who first" (HIM, DUH). jess told me he always asks to see pics of me haha and she told him that her younger brother was trying to make out with me (that was a bet i think) and he said, "i can't blame him for that, she's so cute" GO ME. i don't even care if he doesn't call, it's just the fact that he asked. sunday was a nice day too, until i walk in my front door and nate is acting all weird.
"Piper, I have really bad news."
he told me Aaron Bell was dead. i stood there in complete shock. he didn't have the story as to what happened yet. so i said there was a chance he was alive then and he was just like "piper, he's dead." i completely freaked out, i really love aaron, and all these things were going through my mind as to what could have happened. we finally found out that he puked in his sleep and choked/suffocated on it and died. that's all i know now.
anyway, one of my friends is dead. someone who had so much potential, was true to all of his friends, and who always was there to listen when you needed to bitch. the last time i saw him, i barely got to hang out with him, i didn't even get to give him a hug.