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I depart shortly.
This afternoon should be interesting if nothing else.
I'm going to my high school reunion.
Pushing aside the scenes from Romy and Michelle that keep running through my head, I'm wondering how accurate Odin's predictions will be.
He says that at his 10-year:
All the assholes who were assholes in high school were still assholes, they were just bigger assholes.
All the jocks were still living in their football glory days.
All the cheerleaders were still stuck-up snotty bitches, they'd just gained 50 pounds.
And the only people who were remotely successful were the nerds that everyone picked on.
None of that really applies to my graduating class.
I can't think of a single cheerleader from my senior class.
Most of the jocks I've since heard about went on to less jock-ish things.
We didn't really have Poindexter-Urkell nerds, but the valedictorian went to Berkley Law School.
As for the assholes, well ... we'll see.
Hope springs eternal ...
This afternoon should be interesting if nothing else.
I'm going to my high school reunion.
Pushing aside the scenes from Romy and Michelle that keep running through my head, I'm wondering how accurate Odin's predictions will be.
He says that at his 10-year:
All the assholes who were assholes in high school were still assholes, they were just bigger assholes.
All the jocks were still living in their football glory days.
All the cheerleaders were still stuck-up snotty bitches, they'd just gained 50 pounds.
And the only people who were remotely successful were the nerds that everyone picked on.
None of that really applies to my graduating class.
I can't think of a single cheerleader from my senior class.
Most of the jocks I've since heard about went on to less jock-ish things.
We didn't really have Poindexter-Urkell nerds, but the valedictorian went to Berkley Law School.
As for the assholes, well ... we'll see.
Hope springs eternal ...