Dear Alumni of my High School,
I did know our 10-year reunion was approaching! Go figure, I can count! After all, they don’t just let any old schmo into the National Honor Society, do they? 10 years is 10 years.
It’s amazing how many of you bastards are coming out of the woodwork now… sending friend requests on MySpace and Facebook is to be expected, I guess. I have to hand it to the crazy bitch who called my parent’s house though. That was ballsy. Thank God my mother had the sense to listen to my instructions. See, we’re not really estranged and she does have my phone number and address, but the reunion planning committee doesn’t need to know that.
After 10 years good reflection, I’ve realized that anyone who says High School was the best years of his or her life is either A) lying or B) peaked too early. I feel sorry for them in either case. High School is a hellhole that must be lived though, no more, no less. College is really where it’s at, mmmkay?
Bottom line fellow alums? I still talk to those of you who do not deserve my scorn and pity. All two of you. As for the rest of you? Have fun reliving the “Glory Days.” I’d rather gouge my eyes out with a blunt knife.
Effffff you,
Project Openletter
July 7, 2008 at 9:27 am
Holy moley! What the heck happened to you in high school?
I did not attend my 10 year or 15 as something got mixed up with getting me an invite, but I did attend my 20 year just last summer.
No one stood around and relived ‘glory days’… it was just nice to visit with the group of people that spent 4 years (or in most cases ALL of our school years) together.
I did not particularly like high school, nor was I some super popular person… but I had the good fortune of going to a school where even in that circumstance, everyone was still friendly and generally kind to one another.
Hopefully when you attend your reunions it gives you the opportunity to see each other in a different light, and perhaps even offer and apology or two for any stupid misdeeds that happened in your past.
It’s weird you would go to such lengths to even have your mom lie… why not just have them send you an invite, but decline to attend for whatever personal reasons you have… that just seems the more adult thing to do, which is what it sounds like you expect from the other people.
Anyways… sorry it has all been so upsetting to you. Good luck
July 7, 2008 at 9:38 am
Susan,
Thanks for the read. I encourage you to check out the following items:
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=snark
and
http://dictionary.reference.com/search?r=2&q=hyperbole
Understanding of those two works is key to reading this blog.
Project Openletter
July 7, 2008 at 3:42 pm
Hmmm… gee, thanks. I sure do appreciate a dimwit like you attempting to educate me. Here’s a word for you to maybe look up: bitter. Of course, you might want to zip down to the l’s to look up ‘lame’ while you are at it.
I know I shouldn’t… but damn… I pity you!
Btw… I am quite familiar with good reading and the use of snark. You failed by a long shot and just came off sounding like a huge loser. Huge.
July 7, 2008 at 6:41 pm
Oh, Susan, you sure told me!
That’s one hell of a sandy vag you have! Pity me all you want. I pity those without a sense of humor and an inability to even sling a good insult. “Dimwit.” Pathetic.
Don’t like the blog? Fuck off. Don’t read it. Pretty simple, really.