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So this guy I know from church died on Sunday. I found out and I basically cried for an hour or so. I saw his name in a couple of people's profiles, but didn't know it was him and until Valerie explained it to me, I was like "Oh shit!" and yeah. It is so weird and hard to believe, because I saw him last weekend at mass and then he went to our youth group. I think he's 18 or 19 years old. It's just really sad. And his funeral is Thursday at 1PM, so I might leave school before sixth period to go... I cry at every funeral I go to, so this one will be bad.
In other news, I have an English essay due tomorrow - first period - and I haven't really started. It's 11:45 PM. I've typed out my name and half of the first paragraph... I had my sister buy me two RedBull's. Thanks Bekah!
I also have a Geometry test tomorrow - sixth period - I don't know how well that will go. I'll just study tomorrow during classes or something?
Yes, my life is boring. But I tried ribs for the first time tonight, so... I must be somewhat awesome, right?