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Monday, August 22, 2005

R.I.P 1990-2005 Jessica Mendez
She smiled, she laughed, she jumped up and down, and she laughed some more. Shouting and bouncing, constant happiness was splayed across her face, and it was an infectious disease. When she was happy, most others were too.

I met her in the 6th grade. In Band. We never really talked all that much, but there was this kinda of mutual, unspoken respect for each other. Talent, personality, etc. We knew we'd both click. We had a bunch of mutual friends.

In 7th grade, we talked a bit more, hung out some, but never really became 'friends.'

In the 8th, we talked a bunch, joked around, had a great time. I remember, after telling her I was going to a Yellowcard concert on my birthday, she gave me a double-fisted punch to the stomach. It hurt, but it didn't matter. It was an affection sorta thing.

And this year, 9th grade, it was the same and/or more. Until this weekend. She, for reasons unknown to me, took her own life. Lines like "life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness" took on some new meanings to me. She was looking for a better life somewhere else. The freedom to be who she wanted to be, how she wanted to be. The hope to find that in some other life. And the pursuit of happiness. In escape of sadness, what else can it be, besides the pursuit of happiness?

I'll honour her. Forever. Jessica Mendez will be dearly missed. Sorrow is present, grief, sadness. It's natural. Those scars will not heal, but they will become tolerable.

Jess will be fondly remembered. She was truly a great girl.
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