Saturday, December 5, 2009
Day 5 Kristiana and Alistair
Alistair: We’re on week 49.
Lina: But what about the earlier parts? You met when you were 17 years old.
Kristiana: Yeah, we don’t count those.
Alistair: Yeah, those don’t count.
Kristiana and Alistair went to Whitney Young High School on the Near West side of Chicago. Michelle Obama also went to Whitney Young, but she was in a different year. Even though they were the same age, Alistair was a year ahead,
Kristiana: Because he’s a nerd!
So, because Alistair is a nerd they didn’t know each other in high school. They met – well, not exactly met; Alistair noticed Kristiana at a spoken work event and began to stalk her.
Alistair: Before on-line stalking became something all the cool kids were doing...
Kristiana: Let’s just say, we don’t how but you found out what my aol chat name was.
They became what they’re calling ‘intimate friends’. They were both seeing other people at the time. They graduated from Michelle Obama’s high school and went off to their separate universities. Kristiana went to the University of Chicago (which she decided to graduate from a year earlier because of Alistair’s taunts), and Alistair to University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign.
Kristiana had cause to visit U of I. We’re less sure if she had cause to call Alistair and ask if he had a spare place for her to stay the night. But she did, and he did. But they didn’t. Alistair, the gentleman, gave Kristiana his bed while he slept on the couch.
After several months, Alistair finally broke up with his girlfriend of five years who he didn’t like very much. And our young lovers had a shot. But not for long.
Something Bad happened. We don’t know what. All we’re told is that there was “a difference of opinions” followed by a period of a 20-month-long silence.
During which Kristiana was dating someone she didn’t like very much and argued with a lot. In the middle of one their many arguments he accused her of never having forgiven anyone in her life. This made her think, and she thought he might be right. Kristiana decided to start forgiving people so she made a list of everyone she was angry with and not talking to. Top of her list was Alistair. She got in touch with him by writing him three haikus. And he responded by skyping her from Germany.
By now, our young lovers had both graduated from college and Alistair was back in Chicago. They reconnected, and the rest is the future.
Kristiana: Alistair is my best friend. We’re like two ants discovering morsels.
Lina: Am I the morsel in this analogy?
Alistair: Wait why are you asking so many questions? Is this for your little stories?
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