That's right. It's been ten years since the class of 2000 graduated from high school, and tomorrow I'll be reuniting with mine. I don't really know what I want out of the experience to be honest. I haven't accomplished half the things I thought I would ten years ago. I don't own a house. I don't have an established career. And I still haven't graduated from college. Eeek! On the other hand, I've done some mind blowing things I never imagined I'd do, and for that matter wouldn't dare put on this blog. I do hope to blurt them out drunkenly at the reunion though.
I have maintained friendships with a small handful of alumni, most of which I recently found out aren't even going. So I guess I'll be squinting at name tags and reconnecting with old lab partners, people from Spanish class and straight guys I hooked up with in cars.
Speaking of guys I hooked up with, I do happen to have the honor of showing up tomorrow night with my high school sweet heart, that just so happened to have gone to our rival school. And by high school sweet heart I do mean guy I hooked up with. But we did end up falling in love and all that stuff. (Although I always new he'd be mine).
I guess what I want out of the experience is the experience. How could I not. I'll be blogging about it soon.