Romy and Michele’s High School Reunion?

Nah, just mine…

In my fictitious world, I would totally bring along Romy and Michele, because they’re kind of the bomb, and they know how to rock the socks off a reunion.  Don’t you think?

They're kind of experts on all things reunion related...

Recently I received an invitation via Facebook for my 10 Year High School Reunion.  That’s so funny to me for some reason.  I mean, Facebook was just a twinkle in our eyes back in 2001 when we graduated.  Who’da thunk it?

Can you imagine the Dearborn High Class of 2001 on graduation day being interviewed by a reporter from the future…

Reporter from the future:  “So tell me what do you think of Facebook?

Class of 2001 Student:  “What exactly is the Facebook?” <–Said with great awe and bewilderment.

It’s funny how many things change in ten years, and how many things don’t change at all.  I remember sitting with a group of girlfriends on one of the last days of high school, gathered around a table in a cafeteria that smelled like cheesy nacho’s and homemade chocolate chip cookies, and wondering aloud, “Where will we all be in ten years?”

Well, that sounds very sweet in an all American apple pie sort of way, now doesn’t it?  I have a confession to make, that’s probably because we were exactly that.  Just a group of homegrown Midwestern girls dreaming about the future and where our lives would take us.

I’m actually not able to make it to the reunion, because I’ll still be in Grenada.  I’m a little bummed, but they say that the 10 year is just a prelude for the big guns, which is the 20 year reunion.  I fully intend to be there with bells on for that one, because I’m dying to wear one of those awesome name badges.  You know, the kind that have your senior picture on it, so that people can recognize you.

See what I mean? P.S. I don't know any of these people.

I can only hope that Facebook doesn’t take the fun out of the name badge game, because that would be kind of disappointing.  I am jonesing for some full on shockers (<–Okay, wait, that didn’t sound right, but you know what I mean.)  I don’t want to see what everyone looks like on a daily basis for the next 10 years with regular updates on Facebook…I want to be surprised, shocked, and mystified that these were once the same people who I knew back in high school.

Stay tuned.  I’ll let you know how it goes down in another ten years.

Until then, I thought I’d leave you with…

10 things that I didn’t think I’d miss about high school, but that I do…

10.)  History Class.

This is the one class I really wish I would have paid more attention in.  Confession:  About two years ago, I realized that the whole time we were learning about Martin Luther, I thought we were really learning about Martin Luther King Jr.  <–Yeah, that happened.

9.)  Mr. O’Hagan’s Creative Writing Class.

I learned so much in that class, and sometimes when I’m writing my blog I can still hear his voice…”Show, don’t tell.”  I hear ya, Mr. O’Hagan, and thank you.

8.)  Belly shirts.

Yeah, I kind of miss belly shirts, but not enough to rediscover them.  I more so miss what they represented, which was youth, rebellion, and freedom.  I don’t actually know how belly shirts represented freedom, but just go with it.

7.)  Otis Spunkmeyer Chocolate Chip Cookies.

Look at the chocolate chip cookies getting another shout out.  Holy cow, do I miss these cookies.  Every day at lunch time, the super cool seniors who worked in the “bookstore” would serve up these homemade delicious cookies hot off the press.  I marched right in there every single day and proudly ordered three…until I couldn’t button my jeans anymore, but that’s another story for another day.

6.)  Drama.

Yeah, like, real unadulterated crazy hormonal teenage girl drama.  Why you ask?  Because when else can you act like a crazy lunatic, miss school because you’re sick with grief over a boy, dramatically cry with a group of your favorite girlfriends comforting you, and it be socially acceptable?  You can’t exactly do that when you get into the real world.  I mean, you can, but not too many people will like you.

5.)  Bathroom Meetings.

Yes, bathroom meetings, that was not a typo.  I can’t tell you how many teenage problems were discussed and resolved in the girls bathroom.  Have a dilemma?  Schedule a meeting in the bathroom to discuss.  Just make sure you look under each stall to guarantee that no one is eavesdropping. 

4.)  Being a Kid.

In high school I was always waiting to graduate.  I remember my dad saying one time, “Someday you’re going to wish you could go back to high school,” to which I’d reply, “Ummm…NO.”  I also remember being a year or two removed from high school thinking, “Nope, still don’t miss it.”  I think the missing it came later.  Probably around the time I started paying my own bills.  I know, shocking, right?

3.)  NOTES!

Boy oh boy do I miss passing notes!  Notes are probably the reason I thought we were discussing Martin Luther King Jr., when we were really learning about Martin Luther in history class.  I probably missed so much important stuff because I was busy writing hourly epic passages about basically nothing to my friends.  We even found ways to fold them in new and creative ways.

2.)  Playing Hooky.

Especially on the day of a test.  I mostly miss playing hooky, because it was my mom who would have to call the school and tell them I was too “sick” to come in.  In my opinion, playing hooky in the real world is not nearly as fun.  In fact, I never do it, because I’m way too ridden with guilt when it comes to making the call and putting on a facade about why I can’t make it to work.  That part is such a buzz kill, that even watching Ellen doesn’t make it go away.  

1.)  Life Controlled by the Bell.

Sometimes I wish there was still a dinging bell that would buzz every hour to indicate it was time to move onto the next thing.  Can you imagine how cool that would be?  Running into someone you know and making awkward conversation:  Imaginary bell rings.  “Oops gotta run!”  Getting called out in a business meeting:  Imaginary bell rings.  “I’ll have to answer that question tomorrow!  Peace out.”  Sometimes I wish I could still be saved by the bell.  I wonder if Zack Morris would agree…

What do you miss about high school?

~The End.

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