When depressed, one must eat. A lot.

It seems that in every class at high school, there is one person who really sticks out above all the rest. This one person is the one who will spontaneously do anything to grab the attention of everyone in the room. If this person is ever absent, the class is much duller, and it is obvious that the person is being missed, even if they were a tad obnoxious.

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I cried yesterday in 2nd block.

I felt like a total baby, until I looked up, and saw that everyone else's eyes were glistening with tears. It really stunk, because we all knew why we all were crying.

Our class clown, the one who made the block go by so much faster, is gone forever. We all loved him, and now he lives on only in our memories.

2nd block was very different yesterday, because we kept the Kleenexes nearby. We made cookies, and drowned our emotions face first into the only other thing we all had in common...eating. We spent the day trading memories of him, and trying to laugh at the things he had always done that made him the person that we loved.

Having that said, I have only one more thing to say:

We all miss you, Jason. I truly hope that you are in a better place....