oh wow...
I had so much to say, but now that I finally am in the act of writing it, none of those thoughts come to me. It's like I have so many things swimming around in my head, they make perfect sense there, but come out all jumbled on pen and paper. So basically I have no idea where this entry is going... Well, for starters, school is going to be hard. I mean i thought junior year was hard enough, but what happened on Friday is going to affect everyone differently, even those who never knew him are hurting. I mean, I didn't ever know him very well except for that week in 8th grade camp, but even I shed a tear last night. It just is such a shame that someone who's life was going so well has to end so abruptly. It just makes me realize that life is precious and can be taken away at any moment(how cliche -rolls eyes-). Anways, I mean Brandon wasn't just a name or a face, but he was an actual person, in my grade, who i knew. It's just a really strange feeling. I don't know else to explain it. It's just weird, and not a good weird, not good at all....
sorry for all the sad talk, I just had to let it out somewhere