High School Reunion

Reading through these threads, I'm struck by how many people are weary. Everybody had someone who was an asshole to them, and they in turn were assholes to others.

Most of my memories are about those that I spent primary and middle school with. Some went on in the same high school class as me, others in others.
Those about people that I first met in high school - pretty indifferent.
 
I remember after graduating, me&my sister ran into this girl from middle school.
She was mildly retarded, and had been persecuted by many assholes.

So when I met her years later, she kept bragging about owning a computer business (her parents' probably) and was trying to put me down.

My sister was livid, because I used to be nice to her and upset about how people were bullying her.
 
I remember after graduating, me&my sister ran into this girl from middle school.
She was mildly retarded, and had been persecuted by many assholes.

So when I met her years later, she kept bragging about owning a computer business (her parents' probably) and was trying to put me down.

My sister was livid, because I used to be nice to her and upset about how people were bullying her.

Idk man, people change. There's this dude who used to bully me in high school and I ran in to him not too long after I moved back here. Bitesize was just a baby and we had all gone to McDonalds and I see this dude working there and I start having fucking flashbacks because he would like, I mean the kind of bullying that as an adult is called, "physical assault". And I'm like, "Let's go somewhere else, this McDonalds is dead to us, we shall never come here again, let's go somewhere else, anywhere else, I know we got coupons I don't give a shit let's go SOMEWHERE ELSE."

So we're going to leave, like my gf can see I'm upset and she's also all about leaving. And he sees me. And I see him see me. And I'm like, "Shit fuck shit goddamn I'm gonna get my ass whopped in front of my infant and it's gonna be one of her formative memories and this is gonna be fuckin awful and-"

"Candy? Is that you? I haven't seen you in forever! You got a kid now? Yeah, me too! Dude, how are you doin? You back in town? Hey we should get together, catch up sometime. What are you up to these days?" Then, to my gf he says, "We went to highschool together. He was always so smart. I knew he'd be alright."

I was like, "-internally screaming-"

But he like... acted like we were fucking friends. And he's been genuinely nice every time I've seen him. I don't know if his memory is that fucked or he realized he was a dick and just can't apologize to me because it's a cluster that can't be unfucked, but like... people change. Sorry yours got worse and mine got better but I actually didn't get my food poisoned.

I think part of it is that my brother fucked his sister after I moved away and they had a pretty good relationship until they went to different colleges so he probably had to come to better terms with my whole... thing. Like via osmosis of hanging around my little brother so much.
 
40th was pretty fun a couple weeks before a old G/F messaged me on FB She wanted to tell me something.
At the night of the party she pulled me out back and said I know we are both happily married but I dream about our times in H/S and wanted to kiss you then and still do. We kissed a few minutes, it was getting hot and I pulled away saying can't do this.
She told me anytime I want to just use messenger to let her know.
 
Idk man, people change. There's this dude who used to bully me in high school and I ran in to him not too long after I moved back here. Bitesize was just a baby and we had all gone to McDonalds and I see this dude working there and I start having fucking flashbacks because he would like, I mean the kind of bullying that as an adult is called, "physical assault". And I'm like, "Let's go somewhere else, this McDonalds is dead to us, we shall never come here again, let's go somewhere else, anywhere else, I know we got coupons I don't give a shit let's go SOMEWHERE ELSE."

So we're going to leave, like my gf can see I'm upset and she's also all about leaving. And he sees me. And I see him see me. And I'm like, "Shit fuck shit goddamn I'm gonna get my ass whopped in front of my infant and it's gonna be one of her formative memories and this is gonna be fuckin awful and-"

"Candy? Is that you? I haven't seen you in forever! You got a kid now? Yeah, me too! Dude, how are you doin? You back in town? Hey we should get together, catch up sometime. What are you up to these days?" Then, to my gf he says, "We went to highschool together. He was always so smart. I knew he'd be alright."

I was like, "-internally screaming-"

But he like... acted like we were fucking friends. And he's been genuinely nice every time I've seen him. I don't know if his memory is that fucked or he realized he was a dick and just can't apologize to me because it's a cluster that can't be unfucked, but like... people change. Sorry yours got worse and mine got better but I actually didn't get my food poisoned.

I think part of it is that my brother fucked his sister after I moved away and they had a pretty good relationship until they went to different colleges so he probably had to come to better terms with my whole... thing. Like via osmosis of hanging around my little brother so much.

That's one of the reasons that I haven't gone to any school reunions.
I have my own memories of high school, what's the point in re-working them? When I go back home I either ask about or meet with people that I liked, and I avoid running into those that I saw as assholes.

Plus what I don't like about such reunions, are the subconscious and inevitable comparisons: who aged well or not, who put on weight or is bald, who's rich or poor and so on.
 
I just got an invite in the mail today for my 10 year High School Reunion. I can't believe it's actually been 10 years. I don't know if I'm going to go though, because what am I going to tell anyone if they ask what I do for a living?



Them: Hi Sarah, long time no see. What are you do for a living?

Me: oh not much. I'm a glory hole slut. I work in the back of a sex store in Maine; sucking cock and swallowing cum for a living. What are you do? :eek:

LOL

I think you should go and feast.
 
Oh my god such babies! Gorgeous babies, but babies still. I went to my 20th and my 40th. but skipped my 50th. The main reason beng at my 40th I realized it was the same damned clique dynamics that had prevailed in high school. Before my 40th a friend told me,"you have to go. Everyone mellows when they get to that age and you'll find it's totally different."

Bullshit. The same people hung out in the same cliques as they did 40 years before. After a life time of scars and laughter, hurt and hope I don't need or want that kind of crap.

Comshaw

Definitely agree on the cliques reassembling. Still, I enjoyed going back to campus for my 25th and 30th.
 
Just tell them that you are a fluid transfer specialist at a place that is a real hole in the wall.
 
hey...

Just tell them that you are a fluid transfer specialist at a place that is a real hole in the wall.

NOW THAT'S FUNNY!!!

Personally, I've never went to any school reunions. From the time I started in kindergarten until I quit at 16, I had one friend and that was from 1963 to 1967.
Why should I go back, there were only two teachers that I thought were good teachers and that only because they were so cute.
 
I just got an invite in the mail today for my 10 year High School Reunion. I can't believe it's actually been 10 years. I don't know if I'm going to go though, because what am I going to tell anyone if they ask what I do for a living?



Them: Hi Sarah, long time no see. What are you do for a living?

Me: oh not much. I'm a glory hole slut. I work in the back of a sex store in Maine; sucking cock and swallowing cum for a living. What are you do? :eek:

LOL

Well, you’re providing a very necessary service! I didn’t realize you can get paid to suck cock at glory holes. The real question is do you like sucking cock and would you rather be doing something else? If not, then fuck what your HS classmates think. I could give two shits what mine think now
 
I just got an invite in the mail today for my 10 year High School Reunion. I can't believe it's actually been 10 years. I don't know if I'm going to go though, because what am I going to tell anyone if they ask what I do for a living?



Them: Hi Sarah, long time no see. What are you do for a living?

Me: oh not much. I'm a glory hole slut. I work in the back of a sex store in Maine; sucking cock and swallowing cum for a living. What are you do? :eek:

LOL

You should go. When you tell them that you might be surprised to hear, "oh, that was you?"
 
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