I just found out that a friend of mine was killed in a car accident on Sunday. I'm heartbroken. I started crying... right there at work. In front of god man and everyone else and I just didn't care. The memorial is tonight and the funeral is tomorrow. I don't have it in me to go to either. It's too new... it's too fresh... This guy was such a role model... He was the same age as me... He was a test patient for HerbALife and lost over 100 pounds in so little time and was finally happy with himself. He was going somewhere in life... I often wonder why it is that the good people are taken first when so many assholes are left to walk the world. Why was he taken when he had so much life left to live. It's not fair...