Yeah, I screwed up the ones and the its.
I guess I’m really in the minority here. My hubby and I were hi school sweethearts, and we graduated together, so going with my spouse presented no problems there. We had a blast at both our 10th and 20th reunions, they were organized well, and lasted all weekend long<different get-togethers in different locales>. I’m quite looking forward to our 25th, in a couple of years.
I do wish we’d seen Vestal Blue at at least one of those other reunions. <hint, hint, hint>
You sing in my consciousness like a counterpoint to my life.
L.L.
After much debate, the only person from HS that I still communicate with (we also went to the same college) decided that–regarding our 10th reunion (1999)–he’d go if I’d go and vice versa.
My parents still live in the town, his mom still lives in the town. My little sister graduated from the same H.S. in 1996. Yet they didn’t find–or invite, anyway–either or us.
Bottom line: Planned on going, woulda gone if they’d only told me about it, obviously didn’t make it. Oh, well! Let’s see how the 15th goes in 2014; that’s the big solar eclipse year, right?
Don’t think I’ll ever take the trouble to go. Not only did I move between 11th and 12th grades, thereby graduating from a school where I knew very few people, but high school was not a happy fun time for me. It was a learning experience, to be sure, but I don’t especially want to relive those memories.
A cubicle is just a padded cell without a door.
Well, I am in charge of organizing our 10th. How are these things supposed to go? Where are we supposed to have it? I don’t think locating people will be a problem since there were only 50 in the graduating class and 90% of them have parents who still live here in town. I just need some basic info on what I am supposed to plan! Can anyone help?
I always try to do things in chronological order.
Didn’t go to my tenth. Didn’t care to. A lot of painful things happened to me between graduation & my ten year reunion, and I didn’t feel like smiling & saying “Oh, things have been lovely!”
I’ll probably go to my 15th, if they have one, or the 20th. I’m on ClassMates too. ClassMates really is neat–I got back in contact with a very good friend who graduated a year ahead of me. That was great.
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I’m like Cowboy Greg; I only attended the 11th and 12th grade. I wasn’t very good at making friends back then (still haven’t really improved on that), and most of my classmates had known each other since grade school. Plus, my graduating class numbered over 600 students.
The people I hung out were misfits like me: SF fans, movie buffs, and transfers. For some reason, most of them were Canadian (this was in Spring, TX).
I found that www.highschoolalumni.com provides me with everything I need from a reunion. I can talk to the people I liked, and not worry about having recognizing total strangers.
No thanks, I’ll pass. I’m still in contact with a few people from my high school days though, so that’ll have to do. I don’t particularly care to know how people from high school are doing.
“I thought: opera, how hard can it be? Songs. Pretty girls dancing. Nice scenery. Lots of people handing over cash. Got to be better than the cut-throat world of yoghurt, I thought.” - Seldom Bucket
My graduating class had over 800 people in it, and I rarely had much to do with the people in the same year as me. I didn’t go to my 10 year reunion. I don’t even know if there was one.
But, if they were to put together a marching band reunion, I’d be up for that.
My ten year reunion was last summer. I’ve kept in touch with exactly one person in my class. My best friend, whom I met when we were both attending the same college, graduated from my hs a couple years after I did, and her husband and brother (two different people!) were in my class, though I didn’t know them at the time. We tossed the idea of going back and forth, but in the end decided to ignore it. Truth be told, neither of us felt especially close to many folks in our graduating classes (400+). I’ve maintained the connections that matter to me; no reason to go back and remind myself that I wasn’t one of the Popular Kids!
Gamera is really neat, he is full of turtle meat, we’ve been eating Gam-er-aaaa…
Geez, all you people talking about upcoming 10 year reunions is really make a “Class of '80” person like me feel old!
I skipped my 15th not long ago. Pity I couldn’t have skipped HS too. My dad, on the other hand, had a great time in school and loves the reunions. My Mom thinks they suck, so Pop goes to the reunions with the lady across the street, who graduated with him. She’s a widow, and is happy she doesn’t have to go alone.
Class of '80? Class of '80! What, are they letting children in here now?
Ah, pipe down, ya old codger…
It’s my duty; my duty as a complete and utter bastard.–Arnold J. Rimmer.
Maybe not. Is it being a loser to move onwards and upwards?
“His eyes are as green as a fresh-pickled toad,
His hair is as dark as a blackboard,
I wish he was mine, he’s really divine,
The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.”
Rilchiam–I dunno. Last I heard, all my old friends had dead-end jobs, and had never even come close to achieving their high school dreams. The most painful was a friend who had great potential as a film-maker. He ended up making sandwiches in a Little Rock, Ark. health food store.
Oh. I’m sorry to hear that, Guy.
I wasn’t invited to my 10th reunion, but I wouldn’t have gone anyway. My parents haven’t lived there since I graduated, and I don’t want to go back and see the people who mockingly nominated me for three Senior Superlatives just so they could see me stand up and be humiliated.
“His eyes are as green as a fresh-pickled toad,
His hair is as dark as a blackboard,
I wish he was mine, he’s really divine,
The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.”