1995 — SIXTEEN
Eve
Do me a favor Dude. Alright go up to Dee
Dee. As soon as you see her and ask her if she’ll go
out with me and tell her I need an answer when I
see her at her locker at the end of the day. Ok. Cool.
Later,
Primo
“Tutti”
Well. I was wrong, there is another note from Primo in here. But gosh, how romantic is this one?
I can say, that asking her to go steady with him, for him, resulted in Primo & Dee Dee being exclusive for the rest of the school year. Then Primo fell off the face of the earth. He was one of those people in my grade who dropped out of school the day they reached the legal age to do so - I think it was 16. I lost a lot of high school friends to that. Out of the group I ran with from the begining, when I moved to this school district, I was the only one who graduated high school. One of my close girlfriends, Sally, came close, but she didn’t officially graduate until August after completing some classes in summer school. I was the only one who got to walk across the football field, collect a diploma, throw my cap, and get the hell out of there.
WIth the exception of basically Valerie, everyone who dropped out pretty much disappeared from my life, and my notes. You will notice later on that about halfway through my high school experience here, the senders of the notes will change slightly because after the 10th grade, a lot of my friends had reached 16 and were gone. Not all, some kids families moved, some kids were expelled. But my entire crowd changed. And for the better, sure. As if the kids who had disappeared were doing me any good. Not to say I didn’t seek trouble out on my own and get into plenty of, but I did get a $500 senior award/scholarship from the local pizzaria for “Most Improved Since Freshman Year” upon graduation if that means anything. I do recall I spent about all of that on clothes and drugs though, not books or food, or anything that would actually improve me.
