I never got to tell a good friend of mine, Adam Georges, how much I love and appreciated him. He was a great friend to me; buying me Roberto's in the middle of the night with my brother because I was crying, throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me around to make me laugh, even coming along on hang outs we went to so that I wouldn't be alone. The last time I talked to him was the day before my birthday, January 8, 2010. I told him to come over the next day to hang out and bowl so we could celebrate but he couldn't make it. He told me to call him when I got him later that night but I never did since I was so tired. So the next day, my birthday, I called him during school and his mom picked up. I asked her if I could speak with Adam and she told me he's not here, so of course, I questioned where was he at? She tearfully told me he won't be around anymore and that he passed away. WHAT? But... I just spoke to him YESTERDAY! I JUST spoke to him. I started crying in class and was taken down to the nurse's office where I angrily punched the desk and the wall repeatedly. Adam committed suicide. He was such a happy guy, always laughing, trying to make others smile, always being silly.. So I couldn't understand why. I never told him how much I appreciate his positive energy.. But I do miss him. Everyday. We all love and miss you, bro.