Just received my 20 year high school class reunion notice in the mail

:rofl:

you people were assholes 20 years ago! i can't believe you have changed THAT much!

hhhmmmmmm

Drive from MA to MD and spend $150/night for a High School Reunion + $81 PER PERSON?

hang on....

:think:

NOPE!

who actually goes to these things?

The people that I went to HS with that I care about have made an effort to stay in touch over the years. The others were assholes then, and they're probably still assholes, and they can get bent as far as I'm concerned. I didn't want to see a majority of my HS classmates when I went to school with them for free, why would I want to pay money to spend time with them now?

But enough about that. :)

Seriously, that is highway robbery what they are charging for yours. Geez!

BBBWWWAAAAAHHHHHAAAAA

unfortunately found me (which, unfortunately again, is quite easy if you know my name). Now I'm getting his yearly email updates and invitations to class reunions. I didn't even finish there but went to a private school, but nonetheless, I seem to know everything about his private life now, and that he's still upset that the band teacher gave him a lesser grade than he gave me; I can't believe this stuff, honestly. There was a reason for me to change schools.

Oh, and he sent me huge pics of his famous mini bar, his pride after all. If you like Blue Curaçao, I'll hook you up with him. ;)

And of course, he sent the email out with all adresses showing. I'm still waiting of others sending me some 'Hey, I remember you! I still hate you!'

School reunions ... don't get me started. There's a fine reason why these days have passed.

That's what I heard at my reunion
Or that's what I would have heard if I had been enough of a loser to attend it

And I had been up until his junior year when outdid me by 5 inches. Apparently he still had this mental image of me being taller than him and he just hadn't ever realized that he'd become taller than me.

So, at a reunion, he looked at me and said ,"Wow, I'm finally taller than you." I replied, "Youhave been since Junior year." He looked dumbfounded. We both laughed and talked about how powerful the impressions are of those years.

And yes, I always have mixed emotions when I attend a reunion, which I occasionally do. Some of the people are still really rude to me, can't figure out why they need to do that. Some haven't accomplished much, others have accomplished a lot, some of the girls I knew have developed really interesting lives and careers which is kind of a surprise since we were so "conventional" in the late 50's and early 60's.

Anyway, I don't have any ax to grind, I just find people's behavior interesting. And I always look for one or more of the lower profile people, who I didn't get to know in high school, and find out what they've been doing and what they remember about high school. I find that's always a lot more interesting than talking to the high profile people.

One of the guys even had the old pics scanned and posted. Guess who's me. Look for the ones who don't smile.

did I guess right? :P

and Bingo! ;) Next to me was my best friend then, Pakistani (he didn't smile either), now a dentist.

How did you EVarrr get someone as babelicious as Heidi with "geek" written all over you?

there were maybe one or two people, I'd be interested in seeing again and seeing what they're up to.

I didn't get the whole "time of your life" thing about high school then and I still don't.

College, however, was another story. }(

:rofl:

Bad enough to go back and see all those jackasses again, most of whom are still either useless jackasses or, more hilariously, completely out of shape miserable lives former jocks; but to have to see them all in a stupid fucking "rental party space"?

Fuck that.

I didn't even respond.

shame they spent $.06 to print it :eyes:

Emails and word of mouth and some kind of letter informing us of the cost and asking us to call Miserable Shrew Bitch #1 if we're going.

And of course, the planners were the biggest assholes of my class.

:eyes:

:rofl:

:wtf:

20 years.

you know, my sister will probably go to her 20th in a couple years and eat it up. of course she is a fundie fucking LOSER so it kinda fits

Maybe this isn't the reunion for you. I didn't go to ANY of them until my 50th, and it was costly. But we dovetailed it with our own family reunion -- my son, daughter-in-law, and two grandsons at Disney World. I kind of had a double focus during that period.

Good luck whatever you do.

Spent a small fortune on horrid food and even worse music! Should have stayed at the Inn with Robin and Adam, we would have had a hell of a lot better time! :*

i'm not too thrilled to attend your 30th

we aren't going to that either!!! Just like I blew off the 25th last fall. :D

The anal retentive bitches in charge of my reunion didn't send invites either-just emails to a few people, asking them to forward the email on to the rest of their address book. There was a "donation" fee for attendance in the email and an itinerary. That's about it.

Oh, and a link to the Classmates forum for our class reunion. We were supposed to post there whether or not we could attend. That's how I found out that Classmates.com does not allow profanity or abusive language on their site.

they think we're all assholes.

Life is great, isn't it! :rofl:

I didn't have much in common with anybody there anymore. That was cross-country trip too. Talk about $$$.

Good for you

I wasted my money. Those who I ended up talking to were the same ones I already kept in touch with.

I had been an outcast in HS with few friends. My buddies were still my buddies.

The most interesting part was seeing the "in crowd" that now was comprised primarily of recovering and current substance abusers. Most of them were failures in life, marriage and as parents. Many who had skated through school had suffered in the real world.

Not having the coolest clothes, friends, and ride didn't seem to matter much anymore.

While driving back from the reunion with my one of my best friends since grade 7, his wife ( a former HS Cheer Leader who had hated me in HS because I came from the wrong side of town) started crying. She took my hand and apologized for the way she had treated me when we were kids.

Kinda therapeutic.

so many years ago. (If that's what you want to do.)

When you get to a 50th Reunion, that's a milestone in itself. Out of our class of 400 graduates, only 100 came with spouses or significant others. Of course, that doesn't mean that 300 are deceased... but gives special meaning to those who are unable or unwilling to come -- or just plain GONE.

In peace,

Radio Lady in Oregon

My husband was pretty good about the whole thing (spouses have more difficulty at these events, I supposed.) We are all in the age group of 68, 69, 70.

I apologized to at least two men whom I had spoken ill of in the past, using the teenaged lacerating, forked tongue... one of them made me cry.

A couple of folks have early Alzheimer's disease. Most of our parents and teachers are deceased. (One teacher did come in a wheelchair.) Some people have lost spouses -- and some have lost children as well.

The only thing was I believe I was denied one of two gifts for being the graduate who travelled the furthest -- Portland, OR to Orlando, FL.

When I sent a couple of messages to the coordinator pointing out the mileage error, and asking her to be more careful in the future, I didn't get any response.

However, it may be fun to go and expound how much my life has improved SINCE I left those fuckers behind.

and loved it! :bounce: :beer: :party:

and probably never will.

My 30th is coming up next year... (gasp!!)

It was cheaper than that. Really tacky too. Kind of like my high school.

But it was amusing in some ways. I went to school in the same city, so we didn't have to worry about any extra expenses at least.

Most of the people I didn't know at all; sharing a classroom doesn't mean you have to hold hands all the times, and I was such a loner then. Perhaps the bullies remember me, but this wasn't really pleasant.

The few friends I had didn't go, and this is 20 years ago. It has come a long way, and since I changed schools in the middle of it, I feel more at home with the classmates afterwards. They were all nuts. ;)

:hug:

I am on the email thing for classmates
so someone sent pictures and the names of everyone who went....

there was not ONE person I would have wanted to see...
All my friends didn't go!!!

lost

Most of the people i gave a crap about from back then didn't go to my high school (we knew each other from other social situations), and there are far too many a-holes in my graduating class that i would just as soon read had died in a firey bus accident or something.

But found I hung out with a totally different group of people than I ran around with in high school (except for my high school boyfriend and his pals - they're still the coolest :thumbsup:). I did notice that all the cheerleaders walked in together and didn't leave each other's sides the entire two days...:eyes: nope, haven't changed a bit

at classmates.com.

The only thing I found worth noting is one of the cheerleaders got the worst boob job I've ever seen. They looked like hamburger bun tops.

Glad I wasn't there.

those cheerleaders never do change do they? :D

Will be skipping the 20th too.

Same assholes acting like the same assholes they were in 10th, 11th & 12th grade. Women on one side of the room, men on the other--just like our high school dances. And the same cliques cliquing away with one another. What a colossal waste of time.

It was interesting. I saw some friends I hadn't seen for awhile. It was funny to see all those people who had been mean or ignored me in HS be REALLY nice to me (guilty concience I suppose). My twentieth is this year to although I have yet to hear anything about it. Maybe I would go maybe not. Of course since I live about 8 miles from my old HS, it wouldn't be difficult--Yes, I am a homebody indeed!:)

And wear a teacher's name tag...

:hi:

RL

We got along really well, but then again, there were only 96 in my class.

My 20 year will be next year and yes, I plan on going. We plan reasonable things for people to do - lunch in the park with our kids, then an inexpensive dinner somewhere where we can talk. I didn't realize it until now, but we must be in the minority.

Sorry you had assholes in your class, matcom!

:hi:

And this will be no exception. It's a 25 minute drive from where I live and I'll be going with my neighbor, who lives 4 houses down from me.

At least two of my ex-classmates have done time (surprisingly, none that I hung around). Most of them were bitches and dicks to me, a fact that I let the planner of this thing know in my letter. I'll most likely be snubbing some people that made my life miserable. I don't forgive and forget, that's just the way I'm wired.

I already know going into this thing that I'm going to look better and slimmer than everyone there, because the only thing old about me is my hair (it's all still there but it's graying) and I just color that.

The wife says it'll be "therapeutic". We'll see.

and yes, they are having a reunion. I've been un-invited and have been informed that I should never show my face at any other reunions again. They didn't like being called out for the shitheads they truly are at our ten year.

And our reunion was a $500 "donation" per person for two days of cheap-ass events. (Meet up at the high school football game-$7 admission and whatever concessions you buy, not included. Meet after game at a public bar-free, just pay for drinks. Next day: meet for a picnic at a local public park-no shelter house rented, nothing provided-free since you provide all food, drink and place settings. Meet that night at the local country club for supper-$25 for a supper and it's not worth it, then onto a classmates farm for an outdoor dance.) Not a single bit was worth $500. I proved that by showing up at the bar.

My attitude: slightly less open to it than you are to yours.

It was lots of fun. I attended a small, 1,000-student at the time, Catholic girls'/women's high school. It was a very close-knit environment.

I was delighted to see some looking as they always did (and as most said that I did :D) and then the ones who were notable for the amount of makeup they wore.

I had a good time. My sister, who is five years older, was there )though in a different area of the school), as was a cousin (in yet a different area) whom I had probably not seen in 20-odd years.

It's interesting to see the people you remember in high school are after all the years. Some look remarkably the same, others you would never recognize on the street.

I enjoy talking not only to the people I knew well in high school, but also the ones that I never spent any time with during that era. It's interesting to hear how they all have managed their lives throughout the decades.

My next one will be my 40th, and I plan to be there for it.

I was puking in the street. Fortunately there was a second night of festivities. I didn't drink so much, that night.
I don't know about anyone else, but I had fun!
:bounce:

I was a zero in high school. I had a small group of friends, but the popular crowd had no idea who we even were.

As the 20th reunion approached, I decided to face my old demons and actually get involved in organizing the event since no one else had stepped forward. I had always known I was invisible back then, but the reunion brought home to me just how insignificant my friends and I truly were.

I share a fairly unusual first name with one of the "in crowd" cheerleader types from the class. You guessed it. Everyone thought she was organizing the event. I fielded many embarrassing phone calls at home. After explaining I was not who the caller thought I was, I was told by more than one classmate, "I don't remember you. Are you sure you went to our school?"

The night of the event, so many people came up to the other woman to thank her for a job well done, that she felt compelled to seek me out and apologize. I felt like such an ass standing there.
Never going back!!

so I promised her I would go to all of my reunions and bring him. Also I have a few cash bets going as to how some of my classmates turned out so if I win that should cover the expense of attending ;-) . Of course if I didn't live within walking distance of my old high school I'd probably say fuck it all and not go but I am looking forward to my 10 year reunion next year.

Have to admit, it was a lot of fun. Since we've moved, I don't get to see my hometown friends at all.

Didn't go to the 25th, but might go to the rest.

The 20+ credit card companies I have fucked over can't find me. I doubt my old High School can.

But I haven't heard anything. Maybe they are having one, and nobody thought of getting in touch with me. :shrug:

I really don't care that much, but I'm suprised. I wasn't popular, but I was one of the top students and have some of my hs classmates on Facebook.

Who knows.....

Yes you read that right, my class couldn't get it together for the 20th, so it was combined with the class behind us. I've had pelvic exams, mammograms, and wisdom teeth extractions that were more fun. Never again!

I haven't seen any of these people for 30 years, and I probably wouldn't even recognize any of them if I passed them on the street. So what do they have to do with my life now? Why bother...

It was nauseating and dull as dirt. Just like high school. Want to bet how much I want to go to my 20th in a few years? Jesus fucking Christ, I already had to endure the fact that I used to work with the former cheerleading captain at my last job (nurse and hellishly perky Mary Kay saleswomen now :eyes:). That was Memory Lane punishment enough. :banghead:

My 20th is this year also. Our class president contacted me a few months ago to see if I wanted to help with the planning, and I offered that I'd probably be out of the state at the time. Never mind that I didn't know when it would be. I'll *find* a way to be out of the state, even if it means I'm really just sitting in my apartment looking at a weather report from someplace else.

OTOH, one of my best friends was a member of my class. He doesn't want to go either. I may just fly out and see him ... out of the state.

Oops.

Bummer. I moved my senior year so I didn't really feel connected with the school I actually graduated from. And the one I was familiar with probably doesn't have my address, I'm sure.