Hey, I know i'm not too much of an established member here, but I guess i'm just reaching out to a family here. I guess i'll introduce myself: My name is Michael and I recently graduated from High school as a member of the class of 2006. My year has been very tragic. On Sept 1, 2005, my father loses a long battle with cancer. So to remember him I always wear my livestrong bracelet (which was given to me when I first found out about his cancer. It recently broke, anyone have one to spare). Sorry.. tangent. The year went along well, I had great support from friends and family. On March 30, 2006, on the way back from a band concert, three friends of mine hit a brick wall and car burst into flames. They all died; Raheed, Shane, and Alex. I was close with all of them, all of them I had known for 7 years. Our school was in tears for weeks, but the Class of 2006 pulled together (more than 550) and helped eachother through it. It was very very amazing. I felt I had to encourage my friends on because I was able to use my past experience to be able to cope myself, but when alone.. I couldn't keep composure. But time went on and the Class of 2006 graduated, RSA also received their diplomas. But the story doesn't end.. Just this morning, a schoolmate, friend, and member of 06, part of a double homicide-suicide. His father shot him and his mom before turning the gun on himself. This completely shocked me and completely disoriented me. I found distraction in the Mavs game tonight, but still ended with discussion of Ian. I want to say that I am alright, but i know i'm not, i can't cry, i can't believe anything that is going on. It seems too much like a movie. Perhaps, we already said our final goodbyes? I knew that I wasn't going to be seeing much of him since i was going to stay in college in Texas.. while he was going to go to N. Carolina for school. Crazy eh?