Oh fun, story time!

I didn’t like most of the people in my high school, I’m sure some of them grown to be nice people, but my best friend in high school is still my beat friend now. In fact she is family and we share the same last name. (but we didn’t get married!)

So back in the day we very briefly dated but it was clear to both of us that wasn’t going to work but we’ve remained been friends ever since. Fast forward a few decades and I’ve finally came out and transitioned like I always wanted to. Was already no contact with my birth family for unrelated reasons, so when it became the time to legally change my namd… I took hers! She is the only person that felt like family anyways, every major holiday, birthday, breakup, we’ve always been there to help each other. So now we call each other sisters, I’m the cool fun aunt to her daughter and I’ve been maid of honor in both of her weddings and married to my own gorgeous wife. Life is good! Everything worked out, happy endings all around.

(Fun fact: technically you can say I lost my virginity to my sister 😜 )

But back on topic, I thought about going to a high school reunion just to see if I’d pass but even if I did, then I’d just be some random lady no one recognized? I felt like I didn’t belong around those folk because of my own issues, but since I never made happy young memories at the time, I wouldn’t have much to reminiscing about at the reunion either.

I got pulled out of highschool before my junior year and got my GED, so I never really graduated, which probably explains why I’ve never gotten an invite. Even if I had graduated, I wasn’t very popular so it’s possible I wouldn’t have gotten an invite anyway.

But even if I had, most of my friends were a year or two older, so there wouldn’t be many people there that I’d actually care about seeing.

Nope. Didn’t have any friends in school so why would i want to go back? Didn’t want to go to prom or much of anything else for that matter. My mother insisted I go… ended up going to be treated like crap about 5 minutes after arriving so left and spent the night playing pinochle in a bar. I was the best dressed guy there though.

Honestly didn’t care about the graduation and didn’t care to walk across a stage to say I graduated. I was already testing beyond a high school level when I was in middle school so it wasn’t really that much of an achievement in my mind. I didn’t want to go but again my mother insisted.

Because we don’t have them in this country

I changed high schools midway through my sophomore year, going from an all-boy catholic school to public, so I didn’t really know many people from the public high school, besides my immediate social circle. Also they were the cool, class-skipping, weed and cigarette smoking kids, so I doubt they’d be at the class reunion, and they’re probably the only people I’d want to see anyway.

There was this beautiful girl I went on a date with once who went to my high school… a couple years after I graduated, I saw her at a bar, and she gave me her number. I didn’t even remember her. We went on exactly one date, where she revealed that she nanny’d for a super rich summering-in-a-french-villa family, and for some reason it intimidated me so much I had a panic attack, and before we even got to where we were supposed to go on the date, I turned the car around and took her home. Apologized, and never really spoke again.

I still think about her, and how beautiful she was, and what the fuck came over me that night. But I doubt she’d be at the reunion.

Also I haven’t been very successful in my own life (not terrible by any means but, not great) so I wouldn’t really be able to show off much of anything except that I’m much more handsome and physically fit now than I was then. I dunno. Doesn’t seem like much when I’m still riddled with student loan debt and anxiety.

Well, i live 1200 miles away, so i just decided i didnt care enough. Probably be another one eventually. Also deleted my socials, so never got officially invited.

Oh hell no.

I didn’t like the bulk of my classmates 40 years ago and from what I’ve seen in the FB group for my class, which I joined to find those few I did like, time has not improved them at all.

I’m good. I didn’t even attend my own graduation, much less any reunions.

Both times I just had another option with actual friends that I wanted to do more. I don’t really give a shit about anyone from high school, but curiosity would have gotten me to go if it wasn’t for the other option each time.

And, to be honest, I’ve seen a lot of them on Facebook and they’re looking a lot older than I look, so I guess I could have rubbed it in the faces of some of the people that thought they were hot shit back then.

I cannot physically escape my high school reunion in this lifetime.

I went to a fairly small school and I was the only one who graduated that year.

So every moment of every day for the rest of my life is my high school reunion.

On the upside though, I was the valedictorian, a fact which has actually helped me get jobs.

No. I kind of forgot they existed. With modern communications, I don’t need to meet up with a bunch of people I don’t care for in order to keep in touch with the handful I do.

I couldn’t wait to get those people out of my life. Why would I want to see them again?

This year would be my 25th. Never been invited to a single one. There have been several, as a friend has confirmed.

I’m not worried about ever seeing those assholes again. K-12 was spent being tormented for being different. Not something I need to relive.

If I was invited, I doubt I’d go. It’s not even worth my time to flex on someone I couldn’t be bothered to give a cold shit about.

I keep in touch with my real friends, always. No need to reuinte with a bunch of bigots who made my youth a hell in a box.

The entire purpose of highschool reunions was rendered irrelevant as soon as social media was invented.

I dont know if my school even has them. I wont be going anyway even if i find out they do. Theres only a handful of people I’d want to see and they’ve got just as much Internet access as me. If there was anything worth talking to eachother for we would have done it by now. I don’t want to force stuff and have it be weird.

And the majority that I really don’t want to see I guarantee are all “doing better” than me. It turns out being smart and getting good grades doesnt mean shit if your dad isnt already a big wheel at the cracker factory.