So excited to be reunited?
Recently received invite to participate in reunion (for those who graduated within a 10-year period including the year I did) at University At Which I Gained My First Degree.
Am ambivalent about this. It is probably the jam wrapped around a pitch for monetary contributions, for one thing.
And the other thing is, how many of the people I knew at university do I want to meet again and are likely to be there? As opposed to the people I was really, really, glad to see the back of? Okay, people change - at the previous reunion I went (? just for my year?) I ran into someone who had been notorious drug-besodden scruff who had turned into (rather boring) cleaned-up and earnest environmental activist.
I don't think that there's necessarily an argument that if you had wanted to stay in touch with people you still would be, during several decades, moves, upheavals, life-changes, etc: and sheer unfortunate accident - shortly after I moved to London I met someone I'd really liked while we were both changing tubes, exchanged phone numbers, and then promptly lost the piece of card it was written on.
Also, is having been at the same institution for several years any basis for a friendship in later life? - about 10-15 years ago ran into someone via work who had been in my year, and we had lunch once or twice, but while it was interesting to catch up, we didn't really click I thought.
Some years ago, when Friends Reunited was all fresh and new and you could get limited guest access for free, I looked up my year. I was v astonished to see name of my Best Friend from those days, who was then so much more misanthropic and anti-social than me that I looked liked frivolous social butterfly by contrast. Would not have supposed her to be hearkening back to those days, but who knows? (certainly other things had gone on her life which one would not have predicted.) I did try and contact her by email, but didn't get any response.
Also, I would imagine that most of the people who taught me will by now have moved on, either to different jobs, retirement, or to join the Choir Invisible.
Still feel vaguely tempted, though