My 10 year high school reunion is next month. I was really torn about whether or not I wanted to go. I didn't have the greatest high school experience. I was a geek, dork, braniac, shy girl. I didn't have many friends. And to be honest, I'm sure most of the people going to the reunion aren't thinking, "Hey, I wonder how Melissa Morris is doing?" It's more like, "Melissa who?"
I didn't want to be one of those people that goes back to say, "Hey, look at me now! I'm hot (eh, kinda), and successful (eh, kinda), and people love me (okay, that part is totally true)." I was afraid that would be the only reason I'd go back, with the "I'll show them" attitude. That's just not cool.
Then I got an evite last night and started looking at the folks who were invited and attending. I thought, "Hey, I liked Barbara a lot, and I'd like to thank her for treating me like a human even though she was popular." And "Oh, Karen was so nice! I hope she has a great life now!" So I got a little excited about going. Then Rob reminds me, "Don't we have plans that day?" Huh? Oh yeah, the Built to Spill concert. Well, I guess that made up my mind for me. I can cancel, but it's probably not worth it.
Here are some school dance photos I had handy. Pretty much the only photos I have from my high school career.
Clockwise from top left: sophomore year homecoming (I went with my best friend's gay friend); sophomore year, junior prom (that guy was my first kiss and a total dick); junior year homecoming (with my high school sweetheart); junior prom; senior prom (if I look bored it's because I was); senior prom (I hated that hideous purple dress)
QUESTION: Did you go? Would you go? Will I regret it if I don't go?