Going to my High School Reunion this Weekend

Some will have changed little and others will look more like 63 than 43.

At my 20th the A-holes were even bigger A-holes and the hot chicks had really gotten fat and dumpy. But they still thought they were hot, popular, and important.

A girl in the band turned out to be smokin' hot and showed up with her "partner" who was equally smokin' hot.

After a few drinks, you should have seen them dancing.

Thankfully I only weigh 8 lbs. more than I did when I graduated and I still have all my hair. Just a little gray at the temples. Yep, we runners who keep running age well.

At my 40th HS reunion 7 years ago, I heard a funny and accurate remark by an old friend, as we perused the crowd:

" You know, I didn't give a sh*t about 95% of these kids 40 years ago, and I still don't give a sh*t about 95% of them."

My friend went out and bought a $35k car about a month before our 10 year reunion to try and impress some people from our class. Problem was only about 10 people from our class actually went to our reunion and he was stuck paying for a $35,000 car on a $30,000 a year salary.

what?!?! wrote:

My friend went out and bought a $35k car about a month before our 10 year reunion to try and impress some people from our class. Problem was only about 10 people from our class actually went to our reunion and he was stuck paying for a $35,000 car on a $30,000 a year salary.

Yes, the $30K per year millionaire. Almost every 10-year reunion has them. I found that people were far more "real" at the 20 year. Less "I'm desperately trying to impress everyone" stuff.

trailrunner65 wrote:

At my 40th HS reunion 7 years ago, I heard a funny and accurate remark by an old friend, as we perused the crowd:

" You know, I didn't give a sh*t about 95% of these kids 40 years ago, and I still don't give a sh*t about 95% of them."

I've never gone to my high school reunions and I bet I never will. I figure that everyone who would want to show up would be people I never gave a crap about and would bore me with stories of their pedestrian lives and so-called accomplishments and that anyone I'd care to see would also have sense enough to stay away.

I think going to a reunion would be cooler if you were from a small town and your graduating class was 40 people and you liked them. I went to a bigger high school and only really liked 20 people out of the 600 in my graduating class.

grainger wrote:

All the top jocks will be fat and bald. All the pretty girls will look old and flabby and middle-aged. All the Plain Janes will have become competitive and sleek and much better-looking than your remember.

Totally, exactly, 100% right.

There was one Plain Jane at my 20th that had every guy's eyes bugging out. She was hotter, fitter and better looking than whoever was voted "best-looking" in school. Hottest female classmate there. No contest. (My wife being the exception, of course.) I was amazed at how this girl had matured and changed for the better. I never gave her a second look back in school. I did that night.

So you must have been to it by now? How did it go?

2+2=4 wrote:

So you must have been to it by now? How did it go?

Overall, I'd have to say I enjoyed it. On the downside, none of the members of the two teams I was on (Cross Country & Math) showed up. But I saw many other people I knew from high school classes & earlier, and it was interesting finding out where they went and what they ended up doing. I could recognize about half of the girls and about a quarter of the guys. And a lot of milling around at first, but eventually the old groups had reformed. I'll probably go again, maybe the 40th.

I skipped my 10 year reunion and I plan to skip all of the others, too. F that shiznit. The people I want to stay in touch with, I already do.

The deal with reunions is this: some people peak in high school or very shortly thereafter. They are physically mature in high school, so they're the athletic guys and the hot girls with the awesome bodies. The problem is that they're also usually the big time partiers, and that lifestyle that they establish early on takes a toll over the years. At my 10th last year, I couldn't believe how many of the big men on campus were fat and bald. So many of the good looking girls were dumpy as hell.

Other people hit their peak later, so there's lots of room for improvement between the way they looked back then and the way they look at the reunion. They also tend to be more real because they didn't establish the habit of acting like they were hot shit at an early age.

Bottom line: what's cool in high school in no way translates into what is actually cool. As a high school teacher now, I see this every day. The kids who are considered cool by the other kids are often the uncoolest douchebags around, and some of the kids that go ignored are the coolest kids out there. It's these kids who will hit their stride later in life, just in time for the douchebags to pass their peak and proceed ever downward toward Dumpiville.

Guess I wnet to Apathy High School- no one ever attempted to put together a reunion of my class year. Never heard of any reunions at all as a matter of fact.

innasityyoot wrote:

Guess I wnet to Apathy High School- no one ever attempted to put together a reunion of my class year. Never heard of any reunions at all as a matter of fact.

Maybe they just purged you from the invites...

So my 25th is today. I'm going. I haven't seen most of these people in 25 years with very occasional contact with a few through Facebook. Sort of curious to see how everybody turned out. If there are some hotties (plain-Janes in high school or not) that would be a bonus. I'll report back

Expect to see some girls you thought were hot looking even hotter, and some looking like hell. Some girls you never batted an eye at, you'll be fantasizing about that evening. If you're single, like I was at the time at my 25th, then you might even get some sweet luvving, like I did, that night at the hotel, with the valedictorian! You'll see the same groups forming as you saw in high school. But the experience will be different. Easier than high school. Everyone is past a lot of that crap. Paunches and baldness and crows feet will be slightly disorienting, but you'll acclimate. You'll be glad you went.

I hated High School. I openly laugh when i see one of those bullying *ssholes dead from cancer or something.

My 30th is tonight as well. I don't look very different from when I graduated. I guess I'm one of the lucky ones. That and that fact that I have never smoked, and I average about two glasses of wine a year (don't I sound like a ball of fun). I am a little less than ten pounds heavier than thirty years ago. Oh well. Looking forward to it. Even though I'm a woman, I'll try to report back on the current hotness of former high school hotties and if all the jocks are fat.

My husband's 30th reunion is in a month (I'm not going to his, he's not going to mine). I'm curious as to what his will be like because he came from the land of sun and plastic. I'm from a small midwestern town.

Schadenfreude is a dish best served cold.

f hs wrote:

I hated High School. I openly laugh when i see one of those bullying *ssholes dead from cancer or something.

I went to my 10th and 20th.

At 10th, the valedictorian had turned into quite the party girl. She was quite attractive as a HS student-but never dated much as she focused on school. She looked good at the dinner/dance, but was OUT OF CONTROL-drunk out of her mind, snortin coke, frenching multiple guys on the dance floor..... She showed up at the picnic Sunday afternoon with uncombed hair, no bra, and puke breath.

At the 20th, valedictorian had straightened her life out. Much smaller crowd. Two fistfights broke out over stuff that had happened 20 years earlier.

No 30th. The two couples who still live in the small town and organized the 20th chose not to organize the 30th because a few people bitched about the $75 dollar cost-and the fact they'd only been fed cold cuts. They expected Prime Rib. Apparently, they have no idea what renting a meeting hall costs-a lot when only spread out over 50 or 60 people. Moral of the story-don't bitch about what it costs. The organizers don't make any money. If they charged hundreds and had a nice soiree, many could not afford it.

Long story short-very interesting experience to see how people both changed, and remained the same over time.