Don't you forget about me
Mar. 7th, 2003 09:14 amI have four months to lose 120 pounds, win the lottery, and find a cure for cancer.
Yes, my 20 year high school reunion is July 18-19. Which got me all nostalgic last night, and conflicted. On one hand, it could be fun, and I'm curious, but on the other hand, I only had a handful of friends in high school. Matt is dead. Robin wrote me once via Classmates or one of those things, but may have been freaked by the queer thing as she hasn't written since (which frankly surprised me, as Robin is the one who introduced me to Dead Kennedys, JFA, etc). I haven't heard from Molly, Mike, Michael, Anthony or Doug in well over 13 years - although I still have the zillions of letters Anthony wrote me from Eugene. And that's it. Those are the only people I considered friends. Everyone else was either neutral or frankly cruel (fat girl, you know, easy pickin's).
And that got me thinking about friends from Corvallis days. Since Cein left in October, all I have left from that time is Uncle Aaron in New Orleans, and Lance in San Jose. And Maria (my ex) who sends me the occasional email forward!
I know friendships don't always last forever, but when you're in the middle of them they sure feel like they will.
Yes, my 20 year high school reunion is July 18-19. Which got me all nostalgic last night, and conflicted. On one hand, it could be fun, and I'm curious, but on the other hand, I only had a handful of friends in high school. Matt is dead. Robin wrote me once via Classmates or one of those things, but may have been freaked by the queer thing as she hasn't written since (which frankly surprised me, as Robin is the one who introduced me to Dead Kennedys, JFA, etc). I haven't heard from Molly, Mike, Michael, Anthony or Doug in well over 13 years - although I still have the zillions of letters Anthony wrote me from Eugene. And that's it. Those are the only people I considered friends. Everyone else was either neutral or frankly cruel (fat girl, you know, easy pickin's).
And that got me thinking about friends from Corvallis days. Since Cein left in October, all I have left from that time is Uncle Aaron in New Orleans, and Lance in San Jose. And Maria (my ex) who sends me the occasional email forward!
I know friendships don't always last forever, but when you're in the middle of them they sure feel like they will.
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Date: 2003-03-07 09:33 am (UTC)I used to live in Corvallis, by the way. A few times! I lived there when I was in Jr. High, then went to O.S.U., twice.
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Date: 2003-03-07 10:04 am (UTC)I don't know what I'm going to do about this reunion thing, really. I change my mind from moment to moment! I'm definitely taking the babe - maybe we'll take the kids, too, and go to a play in Ashland or something. Hmm.
I don't care for the games, but boy I'm curious!
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Date: 2003-03-10 02:12 am (UTC)Of course, there's also the straightforward "who's rich, who's ugly, who's dead" motivation, but I'm sure I'm above such things... really... ;)