Don't Waste Your Whole Life Trying To Get Back What Was Taken Away - You might be gone, but you will forever be with Oakmont.

You might be gone, but you will forever be with Oakmont.

Dec. 2nd, 2008 at 3:34 PM

Thanksgiving night, a night that everyone of the Oakmont communitly (Oakmont being the high school that I go to) will remember.
That was a night where one of our teachers had died. His name was Mr. Carey and we was a History teacher.
He had cancer, and had been battling it for a while. And he past away.
We held a memorial service in his name, and it was so sad. People sang and gave speeches.
There was this one girl who could barley finish her speech. She just cried and cried and cried. It was so sad that I wanted to cry.
When we first got there I looked up into the crowd of students and saw Ryan at the top (A.K.A the fag) and I got all blah. Then I got mad at myself. I was like yelling at myself in my head.
'THIS IS NOT A TIME TO BE THINKING ABOUT STUFF THAT YOU LIKE! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MOURNING SOMEONE! NOW FORGET THAT HE'S EVEN HERE AND LISTEN TO MR. SMITH TALK!!!' like that, except there were more... creative words put in.
It was just so sad. Our whole community has been affected by it, just like when Jordyn was killed.

Mood: sad
Music:Hero/Herorine-Boys Like Girls