Yet again, another wonderful life taken far too soon. Rest in peace, Melanie <3

I've only talked to her once or twice, but I've also heard only good things about her. It's scary how someone can be there one second and gone the next. I'm also reminded of Jason. Well actually, I'm reminded of him every morning when my bus passes by the place where his visitation was. But, yeah. It just doesn't make sense how young people, bursting with potential are taken so frequently. Both Jason and Melanie hardly had time to really see what life is like. They didn't get to pursue their dream career, get married, have kids, and all the other things in between. I only wish every human had the opportunity to experience their life lived to the fullest, the way they would favour it.

I'm starting to worry, who's next? It seems like everyone's dropping off the planet, one by one. I don't know how many funerals and visitations my group of friends can even handle. Now, being reminded yet again of how fragile life is, I want to reach out to my friends even more. I want to be closer with them, but I feel like everyone's getting further and further out of reach. Or if I offer a hand, they won't take it.

One good thing is I have been talking to someone that I drifted from a teensy bit more. Hopefully this will progress into a more regular friendship in time. I've missed them. I've missed being close with people in general. All my friends are off with their other friends, significant others and jobs and I feel lonely. I'm very greatful to have art class with Michelle though. Neither of us have really made friends in that class, so we have two periods of doing what we love and just talking to each other. It's good conversation, too. We talk about life, future careers, universities, current means of making money, wanting to travel, families and all that good stuff. I've gotten to know her a bit better and honestly she's just a great person to be around. She's inspiring or motivational, I guess. When I had history with Emily, Korrin and Mat, don't get me wrong, we had a blast, but we didn't do any work or have meaningful conversations. We talked about leading slacker lifestyles. Michelle and I talk about goals and stuff. It's good. I accomplish a lot more now and my assignments aren't so half-assed.

It's just really nice finally having someone to really talk to for a couple of hours. I haven't just sat and talked (while doing art too, but still) with someone in a painfully long time.

That said, death is a reminder that life is short. I don't have time to waste, slacking off. It's fun in short doses, but I like that I've been much more productive lately. Here's hoping we don't lose anyone else any time soon.

Also, I need to go back to writing regularly... this post is so jumbled and awkward...