Saturday, February 7, 2009

One Thing.

Going off my previous post, I have to talk about friends for a bit.

First, a little history. I was born in Tijuana, Baja California, Mexico. Although I was born in Tijuana, I lived in small city next to that, called Tecate, like the beer. I went to the local Elementary there, I took the bus because I lived far from the school. In my neighborhood, I had about three, well, two really close friends. These were Karim, and Eduardo. I lived there until I was eight years old. My next home was here in Anaheim. My school was now Paul Revere Elementary, I joined halfway through the third grade. My first day of school, I was introduced to the class, and forced to choose a seat. It was my misfortune to sit next to someone aptly named "Stinky" Steve, a fact I was oblivious to at the time. From then on, people assumed I was "stinky" as well. that changed when I began fourth grade. I was a little bit more confident than before. Fifth and Sixth grade, I was part of G.A.T.E. and part of a combo class. Since the fourth grade, I had about three "close" friends, Kyle, Jose, and Jonathan. But that was elementary. After that, I lost touch with them.

And now, Oxford. Since I entered Oxford, the only friends I have are those I have made through the school. Since we came to the U.S. I have moved about seven or eight times around the AUHSD. Because of this, I don't make any friends outside of Oxford. My reasoning? Why bother establishing any kind of relationship with my neighbors if they won't last past that year? So yes, the only friends I have are those I have made from Oxford. When I'm home, I don't have anything to do unless my friends have something planned. I have no connection with my home, or current residence. My home is Oxford. My family resides in Oxford. This is why the friends I've made through Oxford mean so much to me, why I care about recognition, because without them, I'm nothing.

I don't know how different my life would be like with non-school friends, but it doesn't really matter. I'm happy with what I have, happy with the relationships I've established, happy with my friends, I don't think I can ask for anything better than them.

1 comment:

Omar said...

I remember you telling me about "Stinky Steve". I laughed for like, 10 minutes about that one. But, yeah. I can see why you value the recognition you get amongst the entirety of your friends.