AUTHOR: LISA GABRIELE
Sept 11th, 1983
Right now I have a bad headache and I feel crappy. My life is full of problems, but thank God I am a little drunk right now. Well, coming off my buzz, really. I am totally getting chummy with Ron S. can you believe it! He’s a grade thirteener. (We are both Geminis, we both LOVE poetry and are both DEEP with our emotions) So here was my plan. There’s this chick at our school Lisa V. She’s really popular and I guess this year she maybe thinks I’m good enough to hang around. Well, she likes this guy Chris G. a 13er and head of Internal Affairs on council. She wanted to ask him to the Semi. So she goes to me: “I want you to ask one of his friends”, and guess who that may be? Ron S., of course. If he said yes, I would be set for life at school. My popularity would soar to the rooftops and Lisa V. would remain my friend forever.
June 2001
Without my knowing it, Lisa V. asked Ron for me. He laughed at the idea and avoided me for the rest of the year. I ended up going with a guy who got so drunk he put his car in the ditch in front of my house, on his way to get me.
This past winter, on a visit home, I ran into Lisa at a bar that I used to work at. She looked great and was with a quiet blonde who was suffering from a severe head cold. Lisa told me she was just about to get married. This guy was amazing, she said, and he bought her a huge ring, (I saw it, huge!). Also, he has an amazing job, and, so, by the way, does she, at some amazing office in Detroit. She also said that years ago she ran into Chris G. at the Devonshire Mall and he was super fat. Then she asked me whom I was waiting for. I said, “Nobody”. She said, “Huh. Nobody?” And I said, “Nobody. I just dropped in for a quick drink.” And she said, “So you’re here all by yourself?” And I said “Yeah”. And she said, “Oh. Huh. Well, I do remember you were kind of the independent type.”
