Do you think you’ll attend your high school reunion? Maybe you think it will be fun to see how everyone’s doing; maybe you can’t stand the people at your high school and can’t wait to see the last of them; maybe you don’t know what you’ll feel in ten years. What do you think?

I did NOT attend my ten year reunion, and I won’t be going to any of the ones in the future, either. The simple reason is that I’ve grown beyond high school. Contrary to popular belief, high school was not “the time of my life.” I had fun–lots of fun–but then I grew up.

It sounds like I’m bitter about my high school days, but I’m not. I’m pretty comfortable with my high school self. Frankly, though, I’m a different person now. I have different opinions, and different goals, and different plans for my life. (I am still sarcastic, though now I actually say the things I’m thinking … well, sometimes).

For me, my high school years are in the past. Suppose I’d gotten married; maybe the years I was married were awesome, and then I got divorced. Even if I remembered my marriage fondly, I probably wouldn’t celebrate my 25th anniversary. So it is with my tenure as a high school student: it was great when I was sixteen, but I’m twice that old now, and I have other stuff to think about.
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Don’t be jealous of my awesome high-waisted rolled cut-offs and my handpainted shirt. You’ll have to try hard, I know.
p.s. Don’t play; that perm is amazing.