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Wednesday, August 22, 2007
I'm a Reunion Junkie
I went to my 20 Year High School Reunion for Arroyo High School (San Lorenzo, CA) last Saturday and and loved the hell out of it. Way more than I thought I would. It blew my mind how nice and cool everyone was. I wasn't expecting to get hazed and thrown into a locker, but aside from a small handful of good friends that I've mostly kept in touch with since high school, I wasn't expecting much. It seemed more often than not, even people I hardly talked to much had lots of great and enthusiastic things to say and memories to share. It was so funny and surreal to see girls that you had a crush on back in 3rd grade after so many years. My wife and I both had a very good time.

There was plenty of booze and mingling, and nobody made an ass of themselves. It was probably the best mingling experience of my life. Maybe it was the alcohol as a social lubricant, but nearly everyone there was smiling ear to ear and just happily chatting away. All the goofy clique-iness of the past was just thrown aside.

We had been all communicating via Yahoo Groups (mostly because that god-awful Classmates site really really sucks) for over a year, so we've been catching up via email long in advance. It was nice to have a lot of people check out retroCRUSH and tell me nice things about the site at the place.

One of my friends, who I won't name so as not to embarrass her was charming as anything when I talked with her. She was sort of this arty slightly misfit type girl. I told her that in retrospect she was one of the coolest people in high school that never got credit for being cool back in the day. She was stunned and said, "That's about the nicest thing anybody ever told me."

The alcohol certainly helped me to let the compliments (heart felt ones) fly throughout the night. You know, if you think someone is great, let them know. Holding it in doesn't do anybody any good, and boy can you make their day/week/year/whatever if you let it out. Too many people hold on to nice things to say until it's time for the funeral. What good does that do anybody?

Now I went to Arroyo High School for my 8th-11th grades, but my parents had some fucked up idea to move to Kentucky that summer, which lasted about 4 weeks before we moved back to California. In the process I went to Hayward High School (about 15 miles away) for my senior year, which was another great experience.

And another great opportunity to go to a 20 year reunion, which is going to be at Scott's at Jack London Square in Oakland. I can't wait.

You can check out a few pictures of the reunion at my Myspace page, if you so desire.

Fodd said...
For once in his life a man has his time.
And my time is now, and I'm coming alive!

I can feel St. Elmo's Fire burning in me.