R.I.P Patricia

Where can I start?

From my freshman year at JMHS to the end of my time there, I got to know an angel. Aside from everyone's perspectives of how life was meant to be, and what everyone thought was cool, and "in-style", you were not afraid to be yourself. I can't remember how many times you and Tyauna used to tell me "Daren, stop caring about what other people think" or "Are any of these girls paying your bills?" ...Man those were the days. All we had to worry about was going to class. That was when Mustangs on the Move and ASB was our lives. We used to hate going to those really long meetings day in and day out for our short stipend of $100.00 a month which we never seemed to get on time. Just think back; we were so young, and so mature. Role models for the entire school, and even students who didn't attend Muir we reached out to. How many times have I came to you and Desirae stressing over assignments that I needed to get done? You were too much like a big sister to me man. And I apologize for every time --everytime you ever needed me and I wasn't there. Everytime you called and I didn't answer. Everytime you just wanted to talk, but I was always too busy. Everytime I always complained about my problems, but never found the time to listen to yours. Everytime we made plans to hang out, but I was too lazy to get out the bed.

As I write this, my eyes are watering. I never got to say goodbye. I remember when you first got your new car..."Becky." We were so happy. Yes, we. Because when you got your car, it meant I never had to walk lol. And slowly but surely, as we finished our time at Muir and moved on with our lives. You, with your aspirations and dreams of getting into FIDM, and me with my hopes for law school. I remember you used to always try to sell me earrings and stuff to give to my mom for her birthday and Mother's day. She thought you were so funny and she loved you for the positive energy you always instilled upon everyone. Words can't express how many memories I have of the good times, but strangely enough, no bad times. Often, we find that with our friendships, no matter how much we love each other we always have some negative times, or times that we could have done things better. With you- I had none of those. You always kept it real, and told me the truth; no matter who was around, or whether or not I wanted to hear it. You stayed on my head about completing my assignments, and everyone elses too. And you were constantly rambling about how we have to prove society wrong because they expect us to fail. But now, I guarantee you P, I will NOT fail. Through the adversities and problems I am going to encounter in law school, I will remember you. I'll have this vision of you on the stage hugging me as I grab my diploma.

I love you Patricia. You're gone, but you will never be forgotten.

Signed,
"D-Baby"