My 20th is a week before my due date. I was totally planning to go when I got the notice, but that's looking slightly less likely now.

Actually, now that I think of it, even though I wouldn't go.... my 15th should have been this summer. Hmmm....

My 20th is this year, too. I threw the notice in the recycling, having determined long ago that I've kept in touch with the people I care about and the rest of them can rot in hell.

I went to high school with a bunch of apathetic people (of which I am one, in this case). We had a 20th but no 25th and no 30th. No one wanted to be the sucker to organize it, because it's like herding cats on catnip. Our 20th was interesting though and sorta fun, most of the popular people actually ended up being nice and not snooty like they were in school. At the time our class president (voted most likely to succeed) was a driver for UPS. Alnd the person voted shyest ended up at the CIA as an assistant director.

I didn't particularly dislike anyone in my year at school. And I had a good time there.

Now I want to google everyone, but it seems that people in the UK have less of a web footprint than the people I met in North America once I'd left.

My 25th was this year. I've never been to one, and I doubt I'll ever go. I didn't care what they were doing then, and I still don't. Although, let's see, I know one got married and had kids (wow, that was a shocker, too, lemme tell you... (no it wasn't)), and one took over his daddy's insurance biz, and the two sweethearts got married and had kids (wow) and he took over his daddy's something biz... Yeah, I don't care. I sometimes wonder about a couple of them, but I don't even care enough to Google them.

My mom and my OBC graduated the same year. My om has always been involved with the planning, being the pretty, popular, well-liked, cheerleader that she was/is. Well, he never bothered to show his face after the 10th year reunion until their 30th year reunion. Which happened to be held on my birthday that year. Now, he has never acknowledged me in public, but everyone at that reunion knows he's my OBC. He and my mom chatted for a bit, but he never asked about me. My mom said that if she had been drunk enough, she would have sauntered over and said, "I know where you were 29 years ago today. I wonder if you remember?"

BWAH.

My 20th would have been this year if anyone had organized it. I'd go, but I'm not interested enough to do the heavy lifting. Probably how everyone else feels.

That is awesome, DawnK!

I kept in touch with no one, but for the past few weeks, I cannot stop dreaming about people I went to high school with! Although I really susect the author of this [link] is a friend of mine from 1st grade through mid-college. She went to Harvard as an engineering majot as a valedictorian, and the last I heard took a job as a call girl in college and then was writing for magazines. She could also play classical piano well enough to get into all-region orchestra and was valedictorian. She did not, in fact, have violet eyes!

She did, however, date and de-virginize the gay boy I was in love with in high school AND eat one bite from every single donut given to my family upon my grandfather's death. It is only in the past ten years that I realize the she was worth much more than the annoying lyring gayboy who is now a wedding planner in San Francisco, who , although gay, only seems to plan straight weddings!

Leora Lightwoman. She was Leora Lightman when I knew her. I'm not sure how I managed to bridge that google gap and find her again, but that's definitely the girl I tied to the teacher's desk in UIV.