So, Talbot and I went to our 10 year high school reunion on the 3rd of this month. We initially weren't gonna go, but then curiousity got the better of me. When people find out you're planning on going, there's ALWAYS two camps; the ones that are like "I didn't/won't go to mine and you wouldn't catch me dead there" and the ones that are like "Oh my GAWD! It'll be/was SO much FUN!" We were somewhere in the middle.
The biggest reason I came across for why people didn't/won't go to their reunion is because they don't feel like they've done anything to "impress" everyone else. Um, who the fuck cares what you have(n't) done? It's not a competition. And anyone who is there to compare themselves to everyone else needs to scrounge up some self esteem and grow a life. It's about seeing people you haven't seen in 10ish years and catching up.
The second biggest reason I came across is because people didn't care. Which I can respect. It's like if you haven't kept in touch for 10 years, why would you care now?? I get that. But like I said, curiousity got the better of me.
So, Talbot and I sucked it up, found ourselves 60 bucks (I know! Ouch!) and a babysitter and drove our happy asses to the Kennedy School. Needless to say, I was quite surprised by the whole thing. First of all, I was shocked to find that everyone had put on at least 30 pounds, and anyone with a penis had lost most (if not all) of their hair. I was like "Whew!" and quit sucking it in. 
It was also quite interesting to find that people don't change. No matter how you look, how many children you have or where you work, you're still the same exact person you were in high school. Chances are if you hated someone in HS, you'll still hate them 10 years later. And if they were your friend, chances are, you'll still like them. However, for me, it was a little different. I found myself pitying the people I hated in HS... because they haven't changed. So, now, I was walking around going "Oh, look at so-and-so. They're still a bitch. How sad." It was actually quite liberating to pity the people I used to fear. It was almost theraputic. 
I was also amused by the people that I talked to. I went in with a mental list of the people I knew were going who I wanted to talk to. Come to find out, I never really talked to any of those people. The people I talked to were the people I was acquaintances with - you know... the people who you knew, but didn't really consider friends? Or, you were friends with one year, but not the next? Those were the people I sat and shot the shit with. And had a lot of fun. The people I was friends with didn't seem to have the time of day. And honestly, that didn't bother me much.
The only thing I didn't like? It was too short. We got there at 7:30 and they shut the place down a little after midnight. I had just enough time to get a good buzz on - by the time I was ready to actually have drunken fun, it was time to go. So, leave it to my friend Cam, we went and played Shuffleboard for 2 hours afterward. And I kicked ass. Until the pros stepped in... but for a first timer, I did pretty good. 
Overall, I would recommend going to your reunion if you get the chance. We reunited with a couple of people who we were really close with in both HS and college, but for whatever reason, we lost touch. We went out the night after the reunion and had SO MUCH fun. And I hope that we can do it again. 
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