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Wednesday, February 20, 2002 memories Lying on the couch, thinking about how I can't wait to leave in a couple of months - how different it will be - I suddenly thought of my friend Roberto. Weird time to think of him, but weirder that I had forgot about him until then. I met Roberto about two years ago.. me being a sophomore at the time, him a freshman. He had this really cute accent and a great sense of humor.. I only really got to know him as a good friend when I was a junior. I was always amazed and interested about his life. For some reason he attended my high school as a sort of 'exchange student' who wasn't quite a legal resident of the U.S. yet, but he desperately wished he were and he had to live in constant worries that the Mexican government would request that he come back and stay in Mexico with most of his immediate family. I guess he got 'lucky' coming to the U.S. because his mother was a teacher and got some sort of "temporal" job as a teacher in my city ?.. not sure about that.. all I know is that when we were talking he explained that the government wanted him back in Mexico because he was 'educated' and his mother taught there as a professor or something. *shrug* anyway. I'll never forget his ambition as a student.. ::laughs slightly:: but he always gave a little light to my side of things at the same time (which always kind of humours me because.. well not humour, but when someone relates to you.. it's cool) ... we're ambitious in the sense that we want to have fun while still aiming for the top. lol, we were always partners in group projects because we both knew how to "BS" our way through everything very well. ::laughs:: oy.. thinking back to it all.. it was really fun.. whenever we did have projects, we'd work after school but nothing ever got done because we were always joking around the whole time, and then one night before a project was due we'd 'BS' the entire thing (of course always having massive obstacles like disk drives that wouldn't work/save worth sh*t) and pull one of the best scores in the class for the project. ;) I don't know.. he was just one of the coolest guys.. great sense of humor, smart, lol, and he always dressed like a maaaaajor-pretty-boy (which I always found funny.. but no doubt he would have got best dressed - not to mention Valedictorian - in his class.. but him and I were both set to be Valedictorian, and we both knew a lot of it essentially amounted to who could be the best BSer *shrug* .. how to keep sane by doing the least amount of work with massive amounts of workload.. lol.. er..) Anyway. Last summer he was going to Mexico to visit his relatives. heh.. he promised me that he'd be back next year (my senior yr.).. he completely expected to be coming back, we said our goodbyes.. I took a pic. of him w/ my digi. camera, and we both left looking forward to a great new year. Well. My senior year came and I never saw him return... I asked the counselor where he had gone, and I guess there were some obstacles that prevented him from coming back. *sigh* I was so dissapointed to hear that. I know how much he really looked forward to coming back.. he had been elected to the student counsel, and I'll never forget how excited he was about that.. he wanted to be president of his senior class too.. and he could have been. ::laughs:: I'll never forget how he helped me get elected to student counsel when I wasn't even running for a position in student counsel.. the dang counsel just elected me without me having ever been petitioned or signing up for anything. *shrug* I just wonder how he's doing.. wonder if I'll ever see him again.. wish I could write him, call.. anything.. but they (counseling/school) never got any info. back about what had happened. strange. well I hope he's doing great. I hope all of his highest dreams, goals, and ambitions come true.. and I wish him only the best always. . . . babbled Lin |
