Class of '99

A happy six months to our favourite B-A-B-Y, Elder Garner. It is hard to believe it has been that long! Keep doing what you're doing!

So, you are never going to believe it, but this year is my 10 year high school reunion. Some days it really seems like just yesterday that I was in high school, but more frequently it seems like high school was more than a life ago.

With the help of Facebook, some people in my graduating class have organized a reunion for July. I have tentatively signed up to go, but I seriously, seriously, I don't recognize half of the people I graduated with!

I understand that some people have gotten married since I last saw them, or that they don't look the same as they did ten years ago (after all, I do have a new hair colour), but there are so many people that I have no idea who they are, or even were!

I had somewhat of a large grad class, but at the time I still knew 95% of my classmates. I would be surprised if I know 20% now.

But I think the worst part, and the part that I probably shouldn't admit, out loud, at least, is that I don't really care about seeing anyone from high school. Nor do I care if no one wants to see me. It seems as if so much has changed since high school, and most of it is for the better. I have a new home, new friends, new ideas, basically a new life. Why would I ever want to go back to life as a 17/18 year old?

But may it will be fun. Fun to remember the short three years we spent together, most of the time in classes we never think of, doing chemistry experiments that never worked, math that we never really got (I still don't get square roots), the stupid books we had to read for our English class and of course, the epic amounts of unnecessary drama.

I was so sad the day I graduated from high school. Sad that life as I knew it was over, that my friends and I would be venturing in different directions, probably never to see each other again. But surprisingly life has turned out okay, and heaven knows I wouldn't trade the life I have now to give high school another stab.

So we will see what happens in July. I might go to the reunion. I might have a good time. But then again, it has been ten years and I have survived just fine.

Sadly everyday is a weekend in my life now. Looking forward to a normal schedule and figuring out what the date is again.

Keeping my fingers crossed. Isn't it about time something work out for my good? Throw me a bone!

As Always,