my 10 year high school reunion was on friday. advice: don't go to your's. i don't think it was worth the $5 cover. i am so glad i didn't dress up.
everyone is fat. it happens. i am glad i am not the only one with an extra layer of chub.
weird to talk to the guys who i thought were so special only to find out they are uninteresting and stupid. kind of a shock. but also very relieving.
everyone liked my hair. still not sure why this is always a topic of conversation.
they played all the top hits from 1997. not a good year for pop music.
the valedictorian from our class does marketing for taco bell. p.s. i just had to look up how to spell valedictorian. i can't believe i actually graduated from high school.
the most awkward interaction was from the least likely person. he broke my heart. didn't even hug me back. my best friend is gone. i lost him long ago. now i get it.
this is what it sounded like "heeeeey! how are you? good. good. i know, this is weird, right? crazy. so what are you up to? oh cool. great. well, nice to see you". AWKWARD escape to next conversation that sound exactly the same.
i think it was under an hour and i found myself hiding in the corner texting "please come save me".
so. i drank too much to try to overcome how ridicules it all felt. ditched out early.
woke up with a headache.
and went to a kick ass SIFF short film. dope.