A High School friend of mine died this week. Her Memorial service is tomorrow afternoon, and I don't know if I want to go. No, that's not accurate, I want to go, I just don't know if I should.

I haven't seen Emily in about 5 or 6 years. We were the type of friends that you are in a group, in those locker lined halls. The people you hang out with, invite to your parties and never quite know them well.

I need to get dressed and go pick up Sara for the afternoon/evening.

You know something? This is the third one. The third person I know to die at an age that people just shouldn't die at! Phil died at 17. Chad was mid-twenties, I think. Emily was younger than me by a couple years, so she's probably 24.

Too young.