Well I haven't posted a blog in ages, so I guess I might as well post one that's important. My best friend died on October 10th this year. His name is Eric. This is a picture of him with my sister, Kelly. He was 20 years old. Some woman pulled out in front of him while he was riding his motorcycle, and stopped. He tried to brake and swerve out of harm's way, but he didn't make it. He slammed right into the car, flew over it, then landed in the street breaking his neck in two places.
I was okay at first but I'm getting worse as time goes by. I really miss him. He was the nicest person I ever knew, and I'm not just saying it because he is dead now. I said it when he was alive too. He never even got his braces off... Anyway, I hate people who drive while talking on their cellphones, and I especially hate people who can't be responsible with their cars. That bitch never even stopped, according to security cameras in the restaurant she was leaving.
I was okay at first but I'm getting worse as time goes by. I really miss him. He was the nicest person I ever knew, and I'm not just saying it because he is dead now. I said it when he was alive too. He never even got his braces off... Anyway, I hate people who drive while talking on their cellphones, and I especially hate people who can't be responsible with their cars. That bitch never even stopped, according to security cameras in the restaurant she was leaving.