Well, my high school reunion is coming up. Twenty years that would be. Wow, I still can't believe that I have been out of HS for 20 years. Am I seriously that old?
Well, here's the thing. I hated HS. I was really not a big fan of the people I went to HS with. Other than a few exceptions, of course. A lot of the not liking HS was due to the fact that I was dating this moron. And yes, he really was a moron. Reality, I was the bigger moron because I dated him for so long. I look back as adult and I realize how unbelievably stupid I was for staying with him. That is a totally different post though.
Onto the reunion...
At first thought, it is going to be the same people who I really didn't like all that much. Ya know, that "popular" group. Do I really want to spend a night with all of them reminiscing about how wonderful high school was? Ugh! God no! But, I thought more about it and I figured that it has been 20 years. We aren't the same people we were in HS. I know I am not anywhere close to being the same person. I thought maybe it would be nice to see some of these people. What is weird, I never run into any of them. Ever. Where have they all been hiding? Where have I been hiding? Or maybe I have run into them and I just don't recognize them. That truly is a possibility.
So, I inboxed a friend of mine and asked her if she was going. Her response, "Nah." That was it. I was not going. If she isn't, I am not. I am not going to be alone amongst that formerly "popular" group. Even though 20 years have passed and I am sure they have all matured.
Last night, she inboxes me and says that she might want to go now. Hmmm, so now what? I know the hubs will watch the kiddies. It would be nice to have a night out with "friends" from high school. Presuming again, that they have all changed the way that I have.
Thinking about it now. I am actually getting a little nervous. I am waiting for my friend to get back to me. I told her that if she is in I am in. Thankfully, I have a dress I can wear and I have shoes, I think. Somewhere. I just have run out and get a pedicure and I should be good to go. Now, I wait for her response. What is it going to be?
Stay tuned. Same bat time. Same bat station. Not really. Don't sit by the computer. I don't know when I will be able to blog again. I will let you know how my night turns out though.
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PS--I didn't go. Long story. But, things just didn't work out. I guess you could say it was old school HS drama that caused me not to go. C'est la vie. I guess some people just haven't grown up the way I anticipated.
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