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reunion disorder

14 Apr

Someone from high school had a surprise party for my best friend. Good news is my best friend’s bf was there, and he is always entertaining. Other that that there were a bunch of randoms.

Have I told you that I love randoms?

I don’t know what happened, but I turned on! It might have had something to do with my fabulous haircut I received earlier in the day, but I was trolling the party and just had to be friends with everyone there.

I like being friendly. I was truly interested in how everyone was doing, what they were doing and who they were doing it with. No, I couldn’t point out who they hang out with or tell what their job fully entails, but it seemed like everyone was in a good position in life.

and it seemed as though I was fantastic at faking it.

There is something to be said for all coming from the same place. You know, a nature vs. nurture thing. And I’m not claiming to know everyone and their background, but we are all similar, simply from spending 4 years in the same place, at a time when we were most moldable. I am sure some hated it, and didn’t belong, but everyone that was at this party, seemed to have come out of it okay, and developed into themselves even further, making everyone there that much more interesting. Like what you saw back then was just the tiniest hint of what was to come.

I was the life of that party. Some may have thought of me as obnoxious, but I could not get enough of the energy in that room. I was truly fearless, with great hair.

And then I get a phone call from said best friend this weekend: The one guy who was clearly the biggest douche (and happened to have old man mannerisms?), and could not stop talking about how many times he has been arrested, called my friend to ask her to invite me to a party he was having at his house last weekend. My response: Uh, no!

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