Thanks, but No Thanks
Just FYI, this page may contain affiliate links. Meaning, if you shop through my links, I may make a small commission at no added cost to you. Please know that if you do shop through any of my links, I am extremely grateful as it supports the blog (and buys dog treats for Jackie, Lola, and Lady). Several months ago, a message popped up in my Facebook inbox that broke my heart and made me want to cry. As horrifying as it is to admit, my ten-year high school reunion is approaching. It’s bad enough to scroll through my social media news feeds and see kids growing up when I can remember the day they were born (especially when one of them is my own baby brother), but that one message really made me feel old. Now, tons of sitcoms and movies over the years have glamorized the ten-year reunion concept. I mean, what kid didn’t dream of that day after watching the awesomeness of Romy and Michelle’s High School Reunion? In honor of such a momentous milestone, here’s a short list of things I’d rather do than attend my high school reunion: In other words, I have absolutely zero interest in ever attending this event. Here’s the thing, I had some great friends in high school. Over the years and despite all of us going our separate ways, a lot of us have remained close. In fact, some of my best friends from high school were recently part of my wedding. But I wasn’t exactly popular back in the “glory days” of high school. I was a bit of nerd, sometimes teacher’s pet, and definitely a major bookworm. Seriously, if it wasn’t for those friends I just mentioned I would have happily spent those four years hiding behind a book. As a result of this (and the fact that I had a weight problem as a kid) I was bullied and teased quite a bit. Now, in the movies, the poor unpopular kid that was bullied by the prom queen shows up at the reunion looking fabulous and showing everyone how much she has changed for the better. I won’t be doing this. I have nothing to prove. High school was not the best time in my life and I’m not all that interested in reminiscing. And I really don’t need to see how the lives of kids that were a$$holes to me turned out. I don’t really care (also, this is the same reason I have ignored a lot of social media friend requests over the years.) Basically, what I’m saying is that while a ten-year high school reunion looked magical in the Hollywood version of life 20 years ago, it’s 2017. We have social media. If I wanted to stay in touch or catch up with the people I went to high school with, I could have done so easily. But I didn’t, and I’m not. Thanks for the invite, but I won’t see you there.
