Dear Diary, Two SV seniors died on Saturday. Taylor Wick and Chris Dorius, both 17, were killed in a car accident. I didn't really know Chris, and though Taylor has been in my classes sporadically thoughout the years, I wasn't close to him. Still, I've found myself crying over the past couple days. These boys were my age. They went to my school. They had friends and family and interests. And now they're gone. I keep thinking that this could happen to any of us, at any time. Taylor and Chris were out having a good time Saturday, when suddenly a car crash took their lives and changed the lives of everyone who knew them. I was out with my friends Saturday night. It could've been us. It could've been someone I loved dearly. As I've seen people crying in school today, I know Taylor and Chris were loved. And somehow, SV has to go on without them. I don't ever want to take my friends for granted. I can no longer assume that they'll always be there, that nothing can ever happen to us. It can, it will, and unfortunately, it has. I love my friends... I need to tell them that... In other less-important but still sad news... I think my heart is going to be broken this week. Isn't that exciting for me? I guess that's the risk you take when you decide to tell a guy you like him. I kind of don't want to tell him---but the thing is, I need to tell him other stuff, as well. I want to tell him that it was horrible of him to give me HOPE when it was obvious I couldn't have him. I need to tell him that sometimes he cares too much about himself and forgets to care about others. I'm going to tell him that I deserve the best---someone who loves me, someone who wants to be with and talk to and listen to me. If he isn't the best, and he doesn't care about me, then I'll find a way to move on... When I told him I wanted to talk to him, he said that perhaps some things were better left unsaid... I don't think he wants to hear what I have to say... He really is a wonderful and amazingly cute guy. If he just worked on a few things---especially caring about others---he could easily have any girl he wanted. It doesn't seem like he wants me... But maybe that's for the best. Maybe I'll be able to help him see where he can improve without ruining his self-confidence. Hopefully I can keep my own self-confidence intact. Hopefully my heart won't break into too many pieces. We'll see how it goes. Love, Lisa Ann