Why yes, I am going to my high school reunion this weekend
Everyone always seems to be surprised that I'm going to the reunion this weekend. I don't quite understand why. It's not as if I'm going expecting all those people who totally ignored me ten years ago to suddenly be my friend. There are very few people that I've lost contact with that I wish I'd stayed in touch with and I've found most of them on Facebook. Mostly I'm just curious how everyone turned out. As I told my sister a few weeks ago "I want to see who got fat and bald". I mean, I know how fat I got. I want to see everyone else's wide asses too.
But honestly, I've done very well for myself in ten years. I have a college degree. I work in a professional setting doing something I love. I've been married for five years to a very successful and attractive man. I own a nice house next to the Chattahoochee. I've even managed to accrue a small amount of internet fame (just like real fame, but without having to be actually talented or pretty). What do I have to be ashamed of?
But honestly, I've done very well for myself in ten years. I have a college degree. I work in a professional setting doing something I love. I've been married for five years to a very successful and attractive man. I own a nice house next to the Chattahoochee. I've even managed to accrue a small amount of internet fame (just like real fame, but without having to be actually talented or pretty). What do I have to be ashamed of?