Reunion.

I ended up going. I waffled til the last minute, though. But with Tara as my date, I felt a little braver.

We walked in and were given name tags with our grad pictures on them (Did I graduate at 12? Was I ever that young?) and bought drink tickets. Three bucks for a beer or a glass of wine. This ended up being my shameful downfall. More on that later.

It ended up being a hell of a lot of fun. Funnily enough, a lot of the things I had predicted for my classmates had come true. Became A Stripper is now a trophy wife in a gated community in Texas. Little Weasel is a salesman and has been in rehab twice. Looked like he was heading there again. Skater Dude tossed his long, palomino locks and acted chill. Married A Nerd was more relaxed and confident than in high school. Too Tall still has muscle cars and is a suave DJ. Unexpectedly Kind Rocker Girl, who used to comfort me in the bathroom after I failed math tests, went brunette. Scrawny Boy bulked up and has a comfortable, booming laugh. Known Him Since Birth is a responsible Government worker, and has grown into his face charmingly.

And, of course, my old friends. We are all a bit plumper and less neurotic, for sure. Tara and Duncan held no surprises, because I see them semi-regularly. Although Duncan is slowly becoming King Lear. The funny thing was, I noticed the differences in them and then they were just my friends, and there were no more differences. Pia still mothers, Jenny still bosses, Christi still has a laugh that can light up the world, and Jess still finds the absurd. Perfectly.

It was wonderful, except the three-dollar drinks. I budgeted for six dollar drinks. That was a lot of wine. But Tara was the Best Date Ever, and got me home. Although I don’t know how I broke my key or managed to get into bed. Maybe it was my resourceful teenage self, helping me along.

3 Comments to “Reunion.”

  1. By gen, July 11, 2010 @ 9:39 pm

    So glad you had a good time, you make me almost wish I had gone to mine and then reality hits me.

  2. By LIz, July 12, 2010 @ 6:38 pm

    Well, yours was bound to be different than mine, as was your high school experience. The thing is, the teenage bitchiness factor was gone (All that remained was my naturally high levels of catty) and we were just…people.

  3. By Stephanie, July 13, 2010 @ 9:51 am

    I didn’t find a lot of people changed at my reunion. I also found the “free” drinks disgusting, so I had to switch it up and pay for the good stuff, which thankfully got me through smiling really hard at people I never really liked in the first place.

    I like the way you named people here. That’s fun and way better than “The Cheerleader” or “The Jock.”

    What’s a reunion if you are able to drive yourself home?

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