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its just not kicking in
i cant get it thru my head..
i keep on thinking..when i go to school on monday..
dalia and i will be late
amanda will be right ahead of us..coming in thru the other door
diet pepsi in hand.
she spots us
smiles.. walks over to us..and we talk.. mostly about nothing that matters..
shes always the last to get that darn instrument together..
ha..:(
this weekend has beent he hardest time of my life
yesterday i had to wake up at 5am...for a 6 AM call time for drumline
i had no strength, i feel weaker and weaker as the moments pass
i performed.. "for amanda.."
tho i wouldve much rather been at home in the arms of my girls..
i cried thru the whole performance. =/
then ..i come home..so we can pick out music for her montage..
all her fav songs..
the song she wanted to play at her wedding..
its so fucking hard.. i need her back
we all do..
her parents are a wreck on the inside, you can tell
but they are being strong...
we go visit atleast once a day.. to let them know
we really really care..and coz now "we have the run of the place"
i dont want the run of the place, i swear..amanda has to come back..
we also picked out the last outfit she'll ever wear..
her coffin is an elegant white one
with french decor.. so in some way she is going to france :)
Dalia and i came across a blue binder
where she had ..
day for day..our trip to europe planned out
all the things we were to do
the routes we were going to take
how much it was going to cost us...
DAY FOR DAY
it just bbreaks my heart
how cute she was..
how dedicated to things that she wanted to do
our favorite french thing to say was
"je sais ce que je fais"
((i know what im doing))
and she REALLY did..
i just cant..
we also scrapbooked for her last night
it was so fun..
putting pictures together n seeing the boys create the funniest pages
but then.. it hits you
its for our Manda..
cause shes .. not with us anymore
at one point in the night
we were talking about the taco eating contest
and who should be in it next time since a lot of us went vegetarian
"clare..rachel..dalia.. oh! and amanda could totally do it.."
:::silence:::
"just kidding.."
yeah. its not registering
her viewing/funeral has all been pushed back
coz they dont know if they can get her "ready" on time..
so we re going to view her on friday
its going to be hard
but i HAVE to be strong
and i NEED to see her for one last time
her funeral is on saturday.
and ..with her.. i think a big part of us dies..
and i dont think it'll ever be filled.
RIP Amanda and Mike..
3:17 ..
the luckiest day for the class of 05
Woman crossing street dies after car hits her
POMONA - An 18-year-old San Dimas woman was struck by a car and killed late Thursday.
Amanda Lee Carnahan was crossing Temple Avenue west of Foley Way at 10:57 p.m. when a man in a Toyota Camry struck her. She was taken to San Dimas Community Hospital where she died of her injuries.
Police said Carnahan had left the Scoreboards parking lot and was heading across the street to her car when she was hit.
The driver, Fred Evangelista Jr., 20, of Moreno Valley, was not injured or cited in connection with the crash, but the cause was under investigation.
- Melissa Pinion-Whitt, (909) 483-9378
(http://www.dailybulletin.com/Stories/0,1413,203~21481~2771047,00.html)
An 18- year-old San Dimas woman was struck by a car and killed as she was trying to cross a street in Pomona, police said Friday.
Amanda Lee Carnahan died at a hospital after being injured shortly before 11 p.m. Thursday near the Scoreboards restaurant/bar on Temple Avenue west of Foley Way, said Pomona police Cpl. Michael Olivieri Jr.
The motorist, 20-year-old Fred Evangelista Jr. of Moreno Valley, was interviewed by police but neither cited nor arrested, Olivieri said.
Carnahan was crossing Temple Avenue apparently heading from the Scoreboards parking lot to the lot across the street where she had parked her vehicle, when she was hit by an eastbound car driven by Evangelista, Olivieri said.
(http://www.sgvtribune.com/Stories/0,1413,205~12220~2771144,00.html)
not much
a woman. fuck that..she was still a lil girl.
we werent done growing up yet.
i cant get it thru my head..
i keep on thinking..when i go to school on monday..
dalia and i will be late
amanda will be right ahead of us..coming in thru the other door
diet pepsi in hand.
she spots us
smiles.. walks over to us..and we talk.. mostly about nothing that matters..
shes always the last to get that darn instrument together..
ha..:(
this weekend has beent he hardest time of my life
yesterday i had to wake up at 5am...for a 6 AM call time for drumline
i had no strength, i feel weaker and weaker as the moments pass
i performed.. "for amanda.."
tho i wouldve much rather been at home in the arms of my girls..
i cried thru the whole performance. =/
then ..i come home..so we can pick out music for her montage..
all her fav songs..
the song she wanted to play at her wedding..
its so fucking hard.. i need her back
we all do..
her parents are a wreck on the inside, you can tell
but they are being strong...
we go visit atleast once a day.. to let them know
we really really care..and coz now "we have the run of the place"
i dont want the run of the place, i swear..amanda has to come back..
we also picked out the last outfit she'll ever wear..
her coffin is an elegant white one
with french decor.. so in some way she is going to france :)
Dalia and i came across a blue binder
where she had ..
day for day..our trip to europe planned out
all the things we were to do
the routes we were going to take
how much it was going to cost us...
DAY FOR DAY
it just bbreaks my heart
how cute she was..
how dedicated to things that she wanted to do
our favorite french thing to say was
"je sais ce que je fais"
((i know what im doing))
and she REALLY did..
i just cant..
we also scrapbooked for her last night
it was so fun..
putting pictures together n seeing the boys create the funniest pages
but then.. it hits you
its for our Manda..
cause shes .. not with us anymore
at one point in the night
we were talking about the taco eating contest
and who should be in it next time since a lot of us went vegetarian
"clare..rachel..dalia.. oh! and amanda could totally do it.."
:::silence:::
"just kidding.."
yeah. its not registering
her viewing/funeral has all been pushed back
coz they dont know if they can get her "ready" on time..
so we re going to view her on friday
its going to be hard
but i HAVE to be strong
and i NEED to see her for one last time
her funeral is on saturday.
and ..with her.. i think a big part of us dies..
and i dont think it'll ever be filled.
RIP Amanda and Mike..
3:17 ..
the luckiest day for the class of 05
Woman crossing street dies after car hits her
POMONA - An 18-year-old San Dimas woman was struck by a car and killed late Thursday.
Amanda Lee Carnahan was crossing Temple Avenue west of Foley Way at 10:57 p.m. when a man in a Toyota Camry struck her. She was taken to San Dimas Community Hospital where she died of her injuries.
Police said Carnahan had left the Scoreboards parking lot and was heading across the street to her car when she was hit.
The driver, Fred Evangelista Jr., 20, of Moreno Valley, was not injured or cited in connection with the crash, but the cause was under investigation.
- Melissa Pinion-Whitt, (909) 483-9378
(http://www.dailybulletin.com/Stories/0,1413,203~21481~2771047,00.html)
An 18- year-old San Dimas woman was struck by a car and killed as she was trying to cross a street in Pomona, police said Friday.
Amanda Lee Carnahan died at a hospital after being injured shortly before 11 p.m. Thursday near the Scoreboards restaurant/bar on Temple Avenue west of Foley Way, said Pomona police Cpl. Michael Olivieri Jr.
The motorist, 20-year-old Fred Evangelista Jr. of Moreno Valley, was interviewed by police but neither cited nor arrested, Olivieri said.
Carnahan was crossing Temple Avenue apparently heading from the Scoreboards parking lot to the lot across the street where she had parked her vehicle, when she was hit by an eastbound car driven by Evangelista, Olivieri said.
(http://www.sgvtribune.com/Stories/0,1413,205~12220~2771144,00.html)
not much
a woman. fuck that..she was still a lil girl.
we werent done growing up yet.