I had my 25th HS reunion this past Saturday. We did an informal affair - meet at a bar, buy your own food/drinks kind of get together which was AWESOME - less money to spend. I spent less than $20 for the whole night. Woohoo!!
Anyway, lots of people showed up, even some from out of town who could go because they didn't also have to buy a ticket to go to the reunion. That was also nice.
I wanted to walk around and talk to more people, but as I surveyed the room, I couldn't help but notice how people STILL stayed in their HS cliques. Really? It's been 25 years since we left HS people!! WTF?
Some guy, who is married, but he's likely heading toward divorce, was like following me around like a little puppy. I felt awkward about the whole thing and felt uncomfortable going up to talk to people, so I missed out on seeing people.
UGH.
Lesson learned. I just need to do what I need to do regardless of anything.
Oh well.
But, then as I thought about it yesterday, I realized that most of those people don't matter to me anyway. I haven't bothered to keep up with them outside Facebook friends and they haven't bothered either.
So, I made myself feel a bit better about how the whole evening ended up going.
Oh well, maybe 5 years from now I'll be in a better place and with a partner that I won't have someone clinging to me and making me feel awkward the whole night.
I haven't gone to any of my reunions. My 5 year reunion, I didn't have a date and most of my friends did so I didn't go. The 10 year reunion, I was married but we had just moved to Spain and we weren't coming back just for that. The 15 year reunion, I really wanted to lose some weight before I went and that didn't happen. And by the 20 year reunion, I was back to square one. I just gave up.