Ok, so I wasn’t a high school dropout but that title will make more sense when I get to the source of why I am reverting to a state of teenage angst.
My high school’s homecoming game is tonight and I will not be attending. This is the moment that I’ve been dreading since 2005. The moment that solidifies that in less than a year, everyone will feel obligated to meet back up and pretend that we all really liked each other.
That 10 year high school reunion. Everyone will come back with their significant others, kids, and careers in tow with the chance to prove something. I really can’t say what that something is because anybody can have all of those if they really wanted to.
“I can’t put this delicately – everyone goes to their high school reunion wanting to see who they ‘beat.'” -Megyn Price
High school was a bizarre time for me, I didn’t really fit into just one group and my friends were always a diverse collection of people I wanted to get to know. The girl was my best friend wrote me off as soon as we graduated (people drift), I’ve kept up with the people who really matter, and I’ve been lucky to meet a number of other people who make my heart swell.
This 10 year high school reunion serves no purpose in my life. I keep a tight knit circle of individuals from high school that mean a lot to me. A high school reunion for me consists of texting or emailing the people I surround myself with now to coordinate brunch. What makes that even better is that in just a few weeks we’ll all be getting together for brunch in celebration of
September Sevitember birthdays!
I’m dropping out and sticking with my forever friends, blog besties, and TBF.
“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson