I went to my ten-year reunion, and it pretty much sucked. Everybody was still trying to impress each other with what they'd accomplished. But then, I didn't have a ton of high school friends anyway. Me and a couple of girls I used to hang out with slipped out and spent half the night at Denny's, laughing and reminiscing. That part was fun. I'd felt like the odd one out at the ten-year reunion because I'd struggled with infertility and had no kids, so I contemplated going to my twentieth to show off my daughter, who was a year old at the time and would have been the bell of the ball. I didn't do it in the end because I didn't feel it was right to use my baby a a fashion acessory, which was the only reason I would have gone. If you had a lot of friends and want to get in touch, it might be fun to go. My dad said the reunions sucked til about the thirtieth, and then everybody was past the "look how perfect I am" crap.
at 6:11 PM on Jun. 2, 2013