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My 20 year high school reunion is this coming Saturday.
I decided I'm not going to bother attending.
There's no one I really want to "catch up" with. I didn't keep in touch with anyone from high school, which is a little astonishing when I stop to think about how "small town" Seattle (and Shoreline, which I still can't believe is a real city) is. I don't want to spend $75 a ticket to go stand around in the "community center" that used to be my high school and be stared at by people who stared confusedly at me 20 years ago.
This isn't really a "OMG my high school years SUCKED!" sort of post, because honestly? My school years were relatively trauma-free. I was a freak, but I was a well-liked freak. However, that doesn't mean I want to spend a Saturday night trying to make nostalgic chit-chat with people I've barely thought about in decades.
I decided I'm not going to bother attending.
There's no one I really want to "catch up" with. I didn't keep in touch with anyone from high school, which is a little astonishing when I stop to think about how "small town" Seattle (and Shoreline, which I still can't believe is a real city) is. I don't want to spend $75 a ticket to go stand around in the "community center" that used to be my high school and be stared at by people who stared confusedly at me 20 years ago.
This isn't really a "OMG my high school years SUCKED!" sort of post, because honestly? My school years were relatively trauma-free. I was a freak, but I was a well-liked freak. However, that doesn't mean I want to spend a Saturday night trying to make nostalgic chit-chat with people I've barely thought about in decades.