Reunions

uggg… I just thought of another project: I have to plan my 5-year high school reunion. Honestly, I’m torn about this one. I’m glad that I can be a part of planning this (I really do enjoy planning events) and bringing these people together (for the most part, I enjoyed my high school experience). But on the other hand, being with all those people that I haven’t seen since then, will, I’m sure, bring me be back to who I was at that time. I’m a different person now – and I know I am not the only one. We’ve all changed, but most of us won’t recognize that everyone else has changed as well. We, each of us, will think we are the only one. 

Do people really like to go to reunions? We go to this social event, expecting to show others how much we’ve changed and how far we’ve come, and we just get put back into our social box – the same one we lived in for all those years at school. Two of my favorite shows explore this idea: Everybody Loves Raymond and Frasier.  Raymond and Frasier both dread going to their perspective reunions.  Somehow they are forced to go and end up having a horrible time: Raymond watches the purses as his wife dances with the “cool people” and Frasier ends up at table 99, singing with the “Chessmates”.   

Maybe I’m just being a cynic and mine will be a wonderful time. In fact, I truly do believe it probably will be. I just don’t look forward to these things. Anyway, I’ll let you know when it’s over – it’s still a couple months away. I just wanted to get it on record that this is something else I should be working on. I’m tired.

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~ by Amy on July 13, 2006.

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