so,


oracle, did it all happen as foretold? we're here at the finish line, and there's a lot to discuss. i have to send you off with this letter before they send you to fight in iran, after all.


remember how we met in educ? geez that is like forever ago. well from there we started to talk a little bit, before not really talking that much until junior year, where we had brown together. that was around the time i started to hand with ydalia, josh, alexa and everybody. from there senior year began, which is where we really got know each other. as much as i loved learning about demand curves in santamaria's class, the table we sat at was truly the highlight of my day. noah and ydalia ragebaiting you, our entire table loudly talking above everybody else, it was a great experience. it's also where i got to know a little bit more about you, like your navy aspirations, your family, the classes you were taking. and then that led to a cascade of other events. friendsgiving, prom weekend, etc. i think my favorite parts thought were just every time i saw you in hoyt's or at the college. it was really nice to get to know you at a deeper level and deepen that friendship, to make all of those memories during my final year.


one of them i'm particuraly fond of is that night campfire and photoshoot. now this requires a bit of context and vunerability, but this is pretty much the point of these letters. especially after what had happened with me and the alexis and jody friend group, i intentionally went out of my way to meet new people and not be afraid of entering a group that i wasn't a part of. that's why i sat at that table with you at santamaria's, why i planned events such as the campfire and such, why i brought my camera everywhere. i was looking to make memories, but i was also a little disafflicted by what had transpired with my previous experience entering into a community of people, a group of friends who hang out together. why is this all important to mention? because you are truly someone who makes me feel like i belong. i just feel like you get me, for one reason or another. maybe we're on the same woke wavelength, both chronically online. maybe it's a queer connection, or something of that sort. but i think the simplest way to put it is that you are someone i want to be around, your personality invites people in that sort of way. and that's what was exemplified by that day at the campfire. it was everything i had planned it to be and more. my goal for that hangout was to not be afarid to show myself, to get to know you guys and invite you into a true conversation, which is exactly what took place. sufjan stevens and solar power, s'more and the stars. it is one of my favorite memories of senior year. i appreciated hearing your perspective too, of your time in middle school and your outlook on the future. your musings on senior year inspired the project on the main page of this domain, but we'll get to that later. what's imporant is that we connected on a deeper level, and i will always be appreiciatve of that. and thanks for modeling for the photoshoot. those images are some of the things i'm most proud of making, like ever.


as you move into serving for the navy, i wish you good luck during boot camp and training. i hope that you don't get sent off to iran or venezuela or whoever we're at war next, i hope that you are paid well and are able to claim disability with ydalia to live out your lesbian fantasy somewhere, collecting those military checks. but on a serious note, i wish the best for you.


there are a couple more things to say. first, i have another surprise for you. it was supposed to be apart of this one, but you're gonna have to wait until your going away party. but i think you'll love it. also, your oracleness has inspired the contents of the main page, which you'll find linked below. you should check it out, it has all of my thoughts about senior year on there. and this digital letter wouldn't be complete without about a billion videos, photos, and other stuff to commerate our gradutaion. thanks for all of those memories, by the way. thank you for being an amazing friend. you know where to reach me when you want to catch up.


MUCH LOVE AND FAREWELL!!!

ruben capetillo

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hey,


i started off this senior year with a pretty blank slate. i came off the heels of a very eventful summer, and didn't really know what I wanted my last year of high school to look like, or what to expect from it, either. i knew there was something that i wasn't looking forward to: the half-credit of P.E that i'd been holding off on taking every since i left band my freshman year. so when i saw that i was scheduled for it at, of all times, at 8:00 AM in the morning, i wasn't exactly thrilled. i came in fully expecting to tough through an entire semester of book work and outdoor time as yet another class without any of my friends, one where i'd be forced into boredom for one and a half hours everyday.


and then our courtyard walks began. at first i was just glad to have another senior in that class, which was pretty much exclusively freshman. i was happy to not be the only 12th grader still taking a runaway P.E credit. but as we went from pickleball to a routine track around the courtyard, we began to talk every monday, wednesday, and friday. i still remember just how instantly our conversations clicked into place. i remember you talking about your family, how your college credits got completely messed up, stories from mexico. i really got to know you, beyond the couple of times where we talked in the years prior. but what i'll remember most was just how good of a listener you were. i shared about all of my weekends, my travel plans, how i felt about senior year. it was really refreshing to regularly talk with someone who just walked and listened to what i had to say, and i'm sure you felt the same about our talks as well. you are truly one of the best conversationalists of our senior class, and that means a lot. you made a really boring class really enjoyable, and i'm glad we spent that time together. and i can't forget to mention just how much fun it was to byler out with you for those couple of months before the duffer brothers ruined it for us. it was so awesome to talk theories with you, especially because up until that point i really had yet to meet anyone who was as into stranger things as i was. great memories, and honestly even if season five was a huge letdown (byler and otherwise), there's always ao3! lmk if you want some fic recs, i'm an expert.

so, i hear you're going to san jac. i also remember something about becoming a medical imaging tech? something along those lines. my sister actually just graduated from san jac, and she says that she enjoyed her time there. i hope you make the most of your time there, branching out and enjoying college life. that campus actually has a lot to offer, so i hope you find your crowd or outside of class thing to take on. you for sure have a very bright future ahead of you.


so now we're at the part of the letter where i have to say farewell. thank you for our conversations, for making 8-9:30 am so much more fun. thank you for all the work you've done here at IMPACT, for stuco and in general. and there's one more thing I have for you before i let you go: those conversations we had during our courtyard walks? anytime I was talking to you about senior year, I was getting inspired for a major project of mine, even if i didn't know it then. it's hosted on this domain, and i've included a link to it below this message. go ahead and take a look around, i uploaded some pretty cool stuff on there. you have my insta, but i always love a good plain text, so my number is 2818681266 if you every want to catch up or talk. i've also put some images and other fun stuff on this page, hope you like it!


goodbye, and thank you for the good conversation

ruben capetillo