I would love to go to my high school reunion, except we don't have any. I'm curious about everyone.
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§ ita § - Apr 20, 2006 2:00:23 pm PDT #483 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
erikaj - Apr 20, 2006 2:07:50 pm PDT #484 of 10002
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I want to go to one before it becomes watching to see who's alive. But the terrorists, I believe, messed with my ten-year one. Maybe by the twentieth I'll be pulled together or something.
ChiKat - Apr 20, 2006 2:08:15 pm PDT #485 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
I did like high school and had good friends there, but my school was pretty big (4,000 students). I didn't know most of my graduating class. My friends were met through clubs (band, theatre, speech) and didn't follow class lines.
There are maybe 10 people from my graduating class of 900 that I care to know about. Makes reunions fairly pointless for me.
§ ita § - Apr 20, 2006 2:09:51 pm PDT #486 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My graduating class was probably 70 or so girls, and I'm curious about them all, whether or not I liked them. My nosiness knows few boundaries in that regard.
Ginger - Apr 20, 2006 2:10:25 pm PDT #487 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
My high school has misplaced me. My university has a freaky ability to track down alumni wherever they move. If my school's Living Endowment people had been sic'ced on Osama Bin Laden, he'd have been in custody long ago.
ChiKat - Apr 20, 2006 2:11:35 pm PDT #488 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
For me, it's not even so much a matter of liking or not. I sat through my graduation ceremony and heard about 450 names for the very first time ever. I just don't know those people at all. I didn't then and I certainly don't now.
Sparky1 - Apr 20, 2006 2:15:02 pm PDT #489 of 10002
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My graduating class was about 400 people and I'm not curious about any of them. The ones I kept in touch with were important to me. If there was someone else who wanted to know where I was, then my parents had the same phone number up until about 1 month ago.
I've lived without them for 20 years, and I haven't missed them.
§ ita § - Apr 20, 2006 2:19:53 pm PDT #490 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I know one friend is a tantric sex instructor and that another one writes for the Daily Telegraph. I haven't had any contact in the past 15 years with any of them except for the tantric sex instructor.
Despite having gone a long time without seeing them, I'm very much a "remember me?" sort of a person. I have to hold myself back from making contact with people I used to know that I've googled up.
I can't imagine a high school so big that there'd be people in my graduating class I didn't know. I certainly didn't know everyone in the school every year, but I could probably recognise a few years' worth of kids, and am moderately curious about many of them too.
I don't know what the world was to make of us, and being in North America all this time means I have even less idea how it all turned out.
Hil R. - Apr 20, 2006 2:22:19 pm PDT #491 of 10002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
My graduating class was about 150. I've kept in touch with only one person regularly, and there are maybe five others that I see every once in a while. My ten-year reunion will be in three years. No clue if I'd have any interest in going by then.
Scrappy - Apr 20, 2006 2:32:16 pm PDT #492 of 10002
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
See, IMO, the best thing about going to a reunion is the people you barely knew. It's fun to discover interesting people who share a big four-year chunk of your life whiom you never noticed due to the blinders of youth. I already stay in touch with the few people I liked from back then and don't need to go to a reunion to do that--the reunion is to go meet the people I passed in the hallway and didn't talk to because we ran in differing orbits who have grown up to have lives as varied and interesting as my own.