Kevin is now gone and buried, and I have cried with his parents. Catholics are crazy... and his funeral nithing he would have wonted, but I didn't have much of a say in it. Now everyone claims they're his best friend, which makes me feel wierd.. I was his best.. his actual best friend... and I was just lumped into this group of friends.... it hurt..

in other news I think I'vefound a relly nice guy to date... smart, going to csu, sweet... attactive..