Yesterday, November 16, my choir director Ms Davis was trying home from riding her horses, when she swerved and her truck wrapped around a utility pole. She was a young, and this was her first year teaching, she was assistant choir director, and she didn't even get a whole semester in : ( She will be missed.

I learned in first period, after all the choir students were called to the choir hall. Some of us knew, others, like me, had no idea, we just saw people around us crying. It is still hard to grasp the fact that she's gone and will no longer be teaching us.

I know that I'm so sorry for the things I did and didn't do. I normally talked to her everyday before class but yesterday was one of the days I didn't talk to her. And I goofed off a lot these last few weeks.

Needless to say, the solfege is on my music now.

I've cried so much today, and talked so much that no words seem powerful enough.

I will miss Ms Davis and her teaching, and the way she cared about us. Always. She was so happy. And she listen to me talk about my crush, and gave me advice (told me to talk to him) and then she remembered his name. She would bring him up on her own, she did when I was down. And it just touched me that she remembered. And on Friday I was so sad and stuff because I had broken my ipod earphones and the guy was in the room when I went crazy and stuff and I remember her voice when she told me it'll be okay and she also hugged me and told me to smile. I should have smiled for her and hugged her back. But I didn't. : (. But I know that even though I always drove her up the wall, she still liked me. I'm so glad she didn't hate me. She was a wonderful, caring woman that I won't forget.

She impacted all of the choir students. So excited and happy. And even though we always talked and never did I work, and she got annoyed, she would always still have a smile and joke with us. Always. And my eyes are burning just saying this.

It's not right and it's not fair. She's there and then she was gone. Just like that.

I regret yesterday, for not trying my hardest, for not stopping to talk to her, for being caught up in my life. Now I see that my troubles, with the guy mostly, were trivial. Needless to say, I'm over the guy now. I feel like it was wasted. Her caring mostly. Because I don't like him and I wasted her time with it. We could have talked about better things. Not something stupid. I barely knew anything about her, and what she may have told me I couldn't remember. But she remembered stuff about me. If I could, I would thank her and I would apologize. Maybe she can hear or read or will know. I don't know. But I do know I will miss her.

She was just one of those people.

Here's to you Ms Davis <3