I don't really want to talk much about the accident anymore, but this is for you, kid!
I went to the scene of the accident last night. These were still on the ground.
The pole on the right is the one that broke when the car flipped into it. It's a residential road. I've heard that the girl driving was going between 50 and 85 with five people in the car at five in the morning after drinking earlier in the night.
I went to the memorial service last night and then we went to the roof of my dorm. The view was nice.
This was me the night that it happened, having fun with my friends.
I didn't find out until an hour into the worst shift I've ever had at work, at any job, ever. At least I was with these kids.
Everything's still kinda surreal. I feel pretty numb today. It's day number three since I saw him last and day three since Bryant died. Something good has to come out of this.
