One decade removed
Mar. 22nd, 2007 12:53 amI got a message last night that my 10-year high school reunion is coming up.
Oh yeah, I thought. 1997 + 10 = 2007. Way to make me feel old.
Then again, it feels like longer. I'm totally a different person than I was in high school, much more confident and happy and outgoing (sure, you may laugh, but I was a total turtle in high school, hiding in my shell and just trying to stay below the radar as much as possible. Needless to say, I wasn't one of the popular ones).
Now, I get the decision of whether or not to go to this reunion.
On one hand, it's one of those things where I feel like I'm somehow obligated to go, like I'm supposed to. And I could show off the fact that I've changed a lot, that I don't give a crap whether any of them like me now, accept me or don't, I don't care, those people mean nothing to me. I also have a wonderful boyfriend now, so I'm not that perpetually single, lonely loser from back then. And who knows, maybe some of them have mellowed out and will want to be friends with me now, maybe some of my old acquaintances will find me to be cooler now and want to hang out, or maybe the people who were on the opposite ends of the social spectrum will want to get to know me now. Maybe it'll even be interesting, seeing what's happened to people in 10 years, seeing if anybody has been working on the cure for cancer or has run through two husbands or has five kids or has become a foreign diplomat.
Then again, it could also just as easily be boring, the same old cliques as back then, still no room for me. Or it could be one of those things where everybody has a six-figure income now, new house with white picket fence, spouse and 2.5 children, and they look down on me because I don't own a home, I'm not married, I don't have kids, I don't make the big bucks. I'm fine with where I am in life, satisfied, happy, in fact, but my standard for success is probably not the same as some other people's.
Should I go? I really don't know. Hopefully, I'll have a good amount of time to decide (I e-mailed for details ... I don't even know when it is yet).
Oh yeah, I thought. 1997 + 10 = 2007. Way to make me feel old.
Then again, it feels like longer. I'm totally a different person than I was in high school, much more confident and happy and outgoing (sure, you may laugh, but I was a total turtle in high school, hiding in my shell and just trying to stay below the radar as much as possible. Needless to say, I wasn't one of the popular ones).
Now, I get the decision of whether or not to go to this reunion.
On one hand, it's one of those things where I feel like I'm somehow obligated to go, like I'm supposed to. And I could show off the fact that I've changed a lot, that I don't give a crap whether any of them like me now, accept me or don't, I don't care, those people mean nothing to me. I also have a wonderful boyfriend now, so I'm not that perpetually single, lonely loser from back then. And who knows, maybe some of them have mellowed out and will want to be friends with me now, maybe some of my old acquaintances will find me to be cooler now and want to hang out, or maybe the people who were on the opposite ends of the social spectrum will want to get to know me now. Maybe it'll even be interesting, seeing what's happened to people in 10 years, seeing if anybody has been working on the cure for cancer or has run through two husbands or has five kids or has become a foreign diplomat.
Then again, it could also just as easily be boring, the same old cliques as back then, still no room for me. Or it could be one of those things where everybody has a six-figure income now, new house with white picket fence, spouse and 2.5 children, and they look down on me because I don't own a home, I'm not married, I don't have kids, I don't make the big bucks. I'm fine with where I am in life, satisfied, happy, in fact, but my standard for success is probably not the same as some other people's.
Should I go? I really don't know. Hopefully, I'll have a good amount of time to decide (I e-mailed for details ... I don't even know when it is yet).
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