Just found out that my cousin was killed in a car accident. He was driving home, a drunk friend in the passenger's seat, and they think that somewhere along the way, they swapped places. The drunk slammed the car into a tree, killing my cousin on impact. The drunk friend was found an hour later, wandering about a half-mile from the crash site.
Granted, he wasn't the cousin that I knew the best, but that doesn't matter. It kills me to see something like this happen to my own family. You normally read about it the news and whatnot, but this...it's just...I don't know.
It's also about the 1 year anniversary of my great-grandmother's death, which put a huge rift in my family, so it's a hard weekend.
Luckily, I've got great people to help me through it all ♥
R.I.P. Ricky Gaumond. We'll miss you.
In better news, Andover-Exeter games are tomorrow, so I'll be getting up nice and early to get on the bus and head to NH to watch our school kick some ass. It's gonna be good, so let's go Big Blue!