I went to one event for my 10th year reunion - it was held Thanksgiving weekend as well and since I was back in town visitng my parents I was up for any excuse to get the hell out of the house for a few hours.

The night I went to was very informal - held at a bar. My graduating class was less than 90 people anyway but I doubt more than 30 showed up for this. Very few people that I wanted to see - I was dissapointed that none of our teachers showed up - I was looking forward to seeing some of them.

I won't bother going to any others though - there really wasnt anyone there that I wanted to really chat with - anyone from highschool that I care to keep in contact with I still do. Which isn't very many really.

Highlights of the evening - skinny guy I used to hang out with freshman year showed up a good 90 pounds overweight - balding, wearing shorts and a baseballcap (to hide his very balding head) and proudly announced he had been promoted to assistant manager of a taco Bell. The guy who was the outcast made it a point of talking to each and everyperson at the reunion, explaining that he had been clean and sober for x-amount of months, and the reason he was so out of it at school was because he was doing lots of drugs. And he really ~wasn't~ gay, he just wanted us all to think that - even though I don't think anybody did (okay, how do you excuse yourself away from*that* conversation?) And one girl brought photos of all her 4 kids, none of which have the same father, and she is a single mom.

Good catholics all around ;)

Of course, I wasn't any better. I only really went for shock value. Dressed up in my club clothes - cat suit, big boots, and with all the piercings ablazin, and then handed out copies of my book (erotica with my B&W photos of myself). Hung out for awhile, had a few drinks, had assholes who wouldn't speak to me in highschool try to hit on me (was hilarious) and then I left.

If only some of the nuns had shown up, it would have been even funnier.

- t

-- Anonymous, June 28, 2001