It's Time To "Walk On Water Or Drown"

Well Adam you have successfully taken some life out of these past few days for me. At least they're saying OD or did you want them to say suicide? Hmm...
So I found out. And tried to find it. You got a minute of news maybe. And that was 24/8 CTV news. It brought tears to my eyes. That it did.
Yesterday I was completely exhausted. Everything was sore. But I got in the car dealt with that kid who loves me, dealt with that kid who I'm afraid of and went to Cornfest in a rather unpleasant mood. We looked at cars. I found a car for me. Special Features: It's A Van! That made me smile. We had some free corn. Very yummy. Then we walked around the fair. Then I watched Trouble and more Trouble and had to go on the rides with them. The first on eI enjoyed but after that it was went down down down down. We got back to the hotel. Went for supper. Wasn't what I wanted. Went back to the hotel and found myself almost in tears. So I stayed behind. I went downstairs with more Trouble and bought us cookies and cream cake. It was happy making. Then I went down to the hot tub. Came back up stairs and had a warm shower. Then I stretched which felt nice but my back is still killing me. More than before. Then we ran downstairs to watch the fireworks. And then came back upstairs and basically fell asleep.
And I'm still in this funk. It's weird. Everything was on such a high and now I'm been hacked at the heart. If we shall.
Chemistry is screwed. I don't have a textbook yet and can't remember the equations and nothing is making sense so I'll just ignore it.
Thankfully I still have another two days to write a paragraph for sociology. It's about socialization and what influences us. She wants to use it to get to know us. I was really lost when she was like how your family or religion influences you. But maybe now I think I know what to write about. Maybe. She said it's all confidential. So why not actually be truthful about something to someone for once.
I hate first semester. It brings this shit out in me.
Oh god I just figured it out. Why his death is bothering me. I don't think I want to write anymore...
Did you know it takes two years to fully grieve a death.
Is there something I could say to make you turn around because nights like these I wish I'd said don't go.
Love,
Can anybody help to get me out of here?

I really just need sleep. And to exercise. That would be nice. Tomorrow is a new day. All nice bright and early.