During my holidays I received a mail from one of my former classmates during secondary school. Apparently, a reunion is in the making for the class of '88 (yes, that is how ancient I am). Now, last time they convened this merry fest, I was out in hospital having some ill-functioning valve in my body tucked back and so I missed out on the event of the year.
This time around, there should not be any complications. Except... that I don't want to go.
I have not seen most of these people since my university days and even then, I made sure to beeline them as much as I could. Over the past days I have googled them, searched on Facebook, and LinkedIn and not a single one even seems to feature on the InterWeb.
I have this awful vision of a bunch of desperate housewives, all contentedly living out their quiet existence. Now, don't get me wrong, there is nothing amiss with that. In fact, I am pretty much that myself, working from home. I just wonder how they will deal with the lesbian, with child and partner.
See, over the years, I have come to realise that you meet people in life, which stick with you. As you get older, it becomes harder to shake them off. They are like comfortable shoes, you slip into these friendships easily, and you love them dearly for making it that easy. They are like a cushion, a comfort zone, a hot chocolate on a cold winter's day. So why excavate memories from teenage years, where in fact you were not at all happy, but rather confused? Why meet these people, that you did not really like all that much back then and with whom you have a rather tenuous connection? Will you like them any better now?
I am hesitant to answer all these questions, and the invitation itself. But an answer is requested...
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I totall relate with what you're saying. I attended the 5-year reunion of the class of '97 with my girlfriend. this confirmed the rumours they'd all been hearing for the past 2 years back then; while it was nice to see my friends again (whom I had already kept in contact with), the glances and talk behind the back from all the others who hadn't changed a bit since their high school days (full of themselves, backstabbing bitches and pompous asses) made me decide never to attend such a reunion again...
I can relate to that :-) I detested facebook for a while because it allowed people from school to find me. I kept thinking "but I haven't contacted you people in ages for a very good reason, leave me alone"
I don't think you should feel guilty or regretful about not going. I would have nothing in common with a lot of people from my past who I was once friends with.
@all: yeah, I think it will be a case of a kind but firm refusal to partake in the festivities.
@piglet: that's why I'm not on facebook under my own name.
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