you know you hear about the shootings and stuff in Atl. where a school lost one of there student's and you think it'll never happen here. well it has happened.....it hurts me to think that someone would do that to someone our age. i walked into Spanish today and i looked at D.A.'s desk and he wasn't there. that was hard for me i kept thinking he suppose to be here he's suppose to be in this class. he suppose to be in this classroom talking to Wes and Goode across the room. i told my teacher that i had to leave for a min. so i left i went to the lunchroom ..and i cried with some of my friends. something like this get's you thinking. yeah your right you are not promised tomorrow....and you should live everyday like it was your last day. i went to Teaver Road last night and i sat there and i thought about Daz and then i thought about my life and everything that i've done....it got to me and i called Jaret i told him that i loved him and that i missed him and that i needed him there with me. that was hard for to do last night...to go to that church and hear Mr.P talk about Daz......i can remeber him standing the hall way holding that sign that said be quiet in the hall..and him wearing that silly little hat he had to where. it's going to be really hard for me to go to spanish and not see him there...maybe things will get better but right now they aren't. i'm thinking about going to church sunday...well i have to go now i'll speak with you people later. WE LOVE YOU DAZ!!!! #5