2009, is the year I hoped would be great. It’s the last of the 0X’s and we have a new president. However so far it’s really sucked.

Starting off the year was a hard drive failure with my mom’s computer and there went all of here pictures.

Then MR. Parham dies…. He was the Vice principal of our school and was without a drought the most loved of all teachers/staff of the entire school. [link] (he’s been noted on the front page)

Within two days my best friend Derrek’s Grandmother dies. She had taken care of him ever science his family moved to Michigan and I had gotten to know here very well.
That same day Derrek ends up in a car crash….

Two days later (1-9-09), my grandpa has a hart a tack and is sent off to the hospital. His brain never came back after the hardtack and his vitals were dead within a few hours of him getting there. In the end he died the next day just in time for the whole family to show up and pay one last good buy. As it turns out he died from blood poisoning that was caused from his backed up bowls… he died from constipation.

Two days later my other good friend Grant’s uncle dies… I didn’t know him but that had Grant depressed for some time.

And now, On Feb 20’th one of my long running friends died from a hart a tack during Reselling practice. He had an enlarged hart, a heart defect that’s not detectable and causes near instant death…
[link] the band he was a part of and [link] to the Detroit news article on it.
In a few hours I will be leaving to go to his viewing. Man is it going to be weird at lunch without him… it was pretty darn quiet today.


As a result of my grand pas death I missed most of my finals and have been slowly finishing them off (last ones done today) and my grades fell a bit…

Over the Mid Winter beak I had from school I caught back up on everything and was finally able to just relax. But then Zack died… and at this point I’m starting to wonder why all at once? There have been more deaths of people I know in the past 2 months than there have been in my combined life time!
As you may notice this Journal entry’s rather unstructured in the emotional side (if that really matters though) I’m just kind of mood swingy ever sense my grandpa died… it can seriously change from second to second.

I know I’ve been rather lucky to not have any relatives die during my life time, but why when one had to go did it have to be one of my favorites? And why with everyone elts I know? I’ve been sitting here stewing and getting nowhere… I need to do something.