Posted by: irrational basis | November 10, 2007

Class of 1997!

Tonight is my 10 year high school reunion.  I’ve been so excited about this day for a very long time, but now that it’s here, I’m becoming a little nervous.  What’s funny is that i’m not nervous about seeing everyone again, my problem is that I don’t remember much about what I did or who I was friends with back then.  There are some people who I have kept in touch with, but others whose names are familiar but the stories surrounding our high school years together don’t ring a bell.  For example, this morning I was with a friend (a year younger than me) who was reminding me of a girl that was in my high school french class.  H was telling me all about how the girl used to be, what she did, who she hung out, what *I* used to think about her…. and I had NO recollection whatsoever.  I just finished looking through my high school yearbook, and there were girls on my soccer team who I played soccer with for FOUR YEARS and I don’t remember a thing about them.  I’m sure I’m not alone in this lack of memory, but it’s disturbing on several levels.  I know I’m going to run into someone who I was fairly good friends with and 1) not remember their name, 2) not remember being friends with them and 3) not remember anything we may have once done together.  I even forgot some of the activities I was involved in!!!  It seems like this is the kind of thing that should happen when you have been out 20 or 30 yrs, but such a memory loss after only 10?? and I LOVED high school.  I find that there are few who share my sentiments, but I am one of those who had a fabulous time in my teenage years and I look back on those four years at NHS with great fondness. I just don’t remember much about them…..  

Thankfully, there is a group of us that are going to meet up before the reunion and go in together.  “Gangsta style” as one called it.  I don’t care that that in itself is very “high school.”  It will be nice to not walk into the room alone and see all the familiar, yet unfamiliar faces staring back at me.  I’m still excited though.  We had a really fun class and, if nothing else, it’s a good opp to get together with those people I *really* want to see and it’s a chance to bustamove on the dance floor and, this time, not care who is watching. 

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