...my 30 year class reunion! Before next weekend, I really ought to lose (unspecified but large number of) lbs, become a CEO of a major corporation, land a starring movie role, have a complete face and body lift, buy a brand new Lexus, and sell a book for several million dollars (guaranteeing bestsellerdom).
Heh.
These are people I rarely see now, but many of whom I've known since I was 8 years old.
Only they share my memories of the teacher who tied a rowdy student into a chair with a jump rope, the principal who purportedly had a paddle with nails for the truly bad kids (none of whom, of course, were in OUR grade), who saw me win a track ribbon in 5th grade (trust me that no one would believe that now), who experienced the weirdness of the biology teacher who cried in class, the band leader who threw his baton at the tuba players, the strangeness of marching band practice in early morning frost, Secret Solarians, Tri-State festival, shooting pop bottle rockets into the lake (it's really cool when they explode underwater), the main drag (always ending in Sonic)...and so much, much more.
It's been a long time.
And my classmates will like me anyway, even though I'm no longer thin, haven't changed the world in any significant way, and still can't dance worth a darn. And I like them too; I only wish more of them would come.
So, Luke Roberts and Andy Haynes, it's about time you showed up to one of these. Robyn Stonehill and Mike Johnston, you're welcome to attend, even if you DID wind up graduating from some other high school. Scott Wilson, you came to the first one; why not come back? I miss all of you. And this time, Scott, I PROMISE to stay in touch.
And I know at least one classmate who doesn't come because of an old grudge from high school -- or so I've been told -- isn't it about time to come and see how we've all changed? I wish you would.
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You aren't missing anything at 10 -- that's the one where everyone tries to impress each other. By the 20th, everyone is relaxed and it's MUCH more fun.
It sounds like fun, I have never been to one of my reunions because I have traveled so much!, but it would be interesting to see what everyone is doing now!!
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I saved myself from the horror of recurring reunions by dropping out of high school. Oh occasionally someone in the market or on the street will stop me, know my name and claim to have gone to high school with me. I don't recognize them at all usually and politely pretend to, but it is clear to me I have chosen to block it all from my memory.
Wow, that should be pretty interesting. High School reunions are not very common here in Mexico, I wish they were, I'd love to see a bunch of people who I'll probably never see again.
Yeah, where the heck is Andy Haynes? Still a logger in Washington State?
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