I found out yesterday, after coming home from Crew, that one of my classmates had drowned while up north on a camp trip.
I miss her so much, because she would ALWAYS greet everyone with a smile. She loved life, and people. And she loved us.
And she was always cheery, no matter what.
We're a senior class of about only 60.
That number just went down by one more.
And we all feel kind of lost without her.
It's so weird to think she won't be there next year. In fact, I do not want to face that reality.
God, I miss her.
