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i was reading an article in LA weekly just now. It was about a kid named Shyboy. How he died. It went on about the party before hand, and how the others at the party knew him, how the hotel said they did not know how he got in [bullshit, they knew there was a party and they knew how kids invite others etc.], how no one knew he was dead in the bottom of the pool until a vacationer was taking his last swim before heading home. I just wanted to say kids, that I know it's tempting to just say eff it and have a good time, but just be careful. there are so many things that can go wrong, and just be aware of your surroundings etc. i remember my party days, i look back and i am so thankful i didn't end up like many of our friends, the kids we went to school with and shyboy. the story never gave his name, he never made press until this article, and there are countless of us that we can think of who "went off the deep end". either to hard drugs, poor life choices, growing up too quickly, or just falling through the cracks.

think of what it is you want out of life. and keep that in mind. i am not saying those weren't good memories, well, those i can remember at least, but just be careful. don't smoke with someone you don't know. make sure if you're at a hotel party, someone knows where you are, someone who cares enough to make sure you're alright in the morning or that you get home safely.

they taught us the buddy system and we have wingmen for reasons. i am not blaming anyone in this, but i am using it as a spur for this journal entry. i may not know all of you personally, but i care enough to not want to hear about this happening to anyone else.

RIP shyboy. I don't know what happened exactly, i wasn't there, but hopefully this helps you live on in some small way.