Hey Hugo, I wish we didn't stop talking. I wonder what would've became of me if I had just talked to you more. But I've gotten over you now somewhat. On another note I cherish this one memory we had. It was days before you left and we got split up into the same class. That was the first and last time we actually fooled around with eachother. I don't know how you felt, but I was glad you played childish with me, for me it was our final goodbyes.