So, tonight is my 20 year high school reunion and I am surprisingly calm. I mean, c'mon, it is the first time I have seen most of these people since graduation and who wants to show up looking like hell? All in all, I really should be a lot more nervous. People tell me that I look good for my age, but there's nothing like a reunion to make you wonder if it's actually true.*
I enjoyed high school - I got great marks, I was involved (cheerleading, plays, band, clubs - I had school spirt galore), I had plenty of friends (and a few boyfriends ;) ) and I was popular enough that I don't have a single mean girl story to share. It was a wonderful time in my life. However, I don't ever want to turn back the clock.
(Now before I go on, there is something you should all know - I teach at the high school from which I graduated. I know, the irony is delicious - the woman that says she doesn't want to go back to high school actually does so every work week. But, I'll stick to being the teacher over being the student any day.)
I am perfectly content where I am right now, thank you very much. I find that far too many people feel that they peaked in high school and they spend the rest of their lives trying to relive the elusive glory days. I, on the other hand, have no desire to be 16 years of age ever again. Too much angst, too much drama, too much everything. So, hopefully this evening I'll enjoy a few laughs, share a few stories, but avoid that wistfulness that so many people get when talking about the past.
*So, wish me luck that I'm skinnier, less wrinkly and better dressed than at least half of the women there...