Since you seem interested in my little reunion, I will post about it. It wasn’t a reunion like most people have, no ballroom, no invitation; just a chat exchange and a meeting place & time were set.
I’ll be honest, I was excited and at the same time a little scared. In high school I wasn’t one who liked the front seats, I was rather quite the wallflower; some of it by choice and some of it because of my folks. My parents being super strict, I wasn’t allowed to do much outside the house, so I wasn’t the party animal since I wasn’t permitted to attend parties so that didn’t make me very popular with most. I could have as many friends over as I wish (and I did), but I couldn’t go anywhere. Another contributing factor to my unpopularity was the fact that I was good in school. The cool kids tend not to appreciate the smart ones, except when they need help, of course. I had some friends, but tend to talk to everyone, I wasn’t a ‘clique’ girl, I was friendly and shy at the same time. So when an old mate found me on Bacefook and asked if I would join a few of them for drinks, the teen in me from the eighties woke up. It’s almost as if I was thrown back into time, and started remembering things, events but mostly feelings. Being a teen was rough. I realise that now. That period of our lives can be the best for certain things, and at the same time it can be the pits.
I made my way there, and farted around the darn parking lot for about ten minutes; I just couldn’t seem to find the place. I really dislike those mega malls structures, and their maps were totally useless. How can you have a map to help people and not indicate the “you are here” point? I mean come on; if it were a road map I’d understand, but a mall map? As I walked in I saw three guys standing by the bar, one of which was big and bald. One of the guys from high school is now big and bald, so I thought: “Wow, they have changed, I don’t recognize any of them”, but as I got closer saw someone waving at me from the other side of the room, which I recognize. Woohoo!
I was actually surprised how natural it felt, as if those twenty-five years weren’t that far away after all. We reminisced, got up to speed with some gossips, and of course laughed a lot. It’s funny the things you’ll remember, at least I do. I’ve been told many times I had a good memory and if last night is any indication, my memory is top notch. I surprised one guy (for whom I had a big crush, but he didn’t know, or acted as if) by telling him he used to write badly and in a funny way (the way he would positioned his paper), he was really blown away by how much details I remembered from back then. We decided to do this again, and in the mean time try to find more people from our year. It was a really good evening overall, and I’m glad I went.