Back in high school I used to sit next to this Armenian guy. For some reason I was always drawn towards him. He was adorable, not physically but in a pathetic sense. No one really spoke to him much or truly liked him. The only reason why he belonged to a group was simply because he was Armenian. My school was quite ethnically segregated (solely between Hispanics and Armenians), by their own accord. The Armenians were an extremely close-knit group. I can't apply the same closeness to Hispanics, they would tend to mix in with blacks, Filipinos, and others. Things were more open with them. Anyway, the Armenian I liked really stuck out badly in his group. He wasn't cool enough. He just didn't have the goods like the; leather jacket, ghetto chains, designer shoes, slick oily hair, a girlfriend...etc. I used to stand in the distance and watch his "friend's" reactions. It was sad. In English class, each day for me was a pleasure to see him. I loved how his eyebrows would naturally droop down, like a permanent expression of sadness. I loved his clumsiness (his pencil would fall all the time). I loved his bad posture. I loved the fact that he tried hard in class even though he wasn't so bright. And I'd love how he would always sigh. My best friend dubbed him "the sigh guy." (laughs) One day I decided to give him a friendly letter...kind of hinting a "I have a crush on you" thing. The next day in class he returned it. Eversince then he acted weird around me.
Now that high school is over, I sometimes wonder why didn't he say or do anything. Did I freak him out?
Was it because I'm not Armenian? (Persian all the way)
2007-02-18
19:22:09
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