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Some things I remember. In a very elephantine way. [Oct. 12th, 2010|10:30 am]
So here's a funny story from my last high school reunion.

I'm in the ladies room, washing my hands, debating the futility of touching up my make-up and a woman comes out of one of the stalls. Calling her a high school nemesis would be an oversell. It's really hard to describe her without relying on tired cliches: older brothers always in trouble, lots of black leather jackets, wallets on chains, motor cycles in the driveway, smoking in the girl's room...

And she pushed me around a bit, although by then I was hitting my stride in riding and swimming and other athletic pursuits (okay, shotput) so, it was mostly mean-spirited teasing or smart-mouthing. But mostly I just tried to ignore her.

Fast forward to our ten year high school reunion. There I am, deciding that I would touch up the lipstick, but screw it, the lighting was dim; no need to engage any other make-up. And this chick walks up to the sink to wash her hands. We did a little bit of hey, how've you been, yada, yada. And as she's drying her hands and walking out she stops and says "Isn't it funny, how much we hated each other in high school, but now that we're older and more mature, we get along just fine?" And I laugh and say "yeah, isn't it?" and she walks out.

And the door closes behind her and I said "Except I still actually hate your guts."

And the stalls behind me erupted in giggles.

Because, dude, I hold a grudge. I will forgive almost anyone, almost anything, if the contrition is genuine. If enough time has passed and I have seen enough character improvement. But I will NOT forget. Once, you were systematically mean to the weak. Now, you'll need to prove yourself -- because frankly, if you're still a mean bitch...I will trample you without guilt.

[User Picture]From: dawntreader90
2010-10-12 02:55 pm (UTC)
gotta love 10 year reunions.

while washing hands in the restroom at my reunion, Ms. Popularity Queen stopped me as i was turning around and said, "i feel like i should remember you. BUT I DON'T!!! HA HA HA HA HA HA!" and literally laughed right in my face. her friend behind her (that knew me) looked mortified. but i smiled and said, "ahhh, but i remember YOU. you were late every single day to homeroom." she stopped laughing. "uh! what?!"

that's when her friend laughed, leaned across Ms. Popularity and said, "...and nothing has changed!" which made ME laugh and Ms. Popularity turned and flounced out of the bathroom.

apparently the 20th and 30th are the ones to attend. so i'm told. i skipped my 20th. i might try my 25th. maybe. :P
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[User Picture]From: bittibuddha
2010-10-12 04:01 pm (UTC)
God, you're hot when you're vengeful. Wuf.
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[User Picture]From: silvrwillow
2010-10-12 04:38 pm (UTC)
I've got a 25th reunion happening this year. Actually two of them (I went to 2 high schools). So, I wonder which one, if either one, I will attend. Hmmm. My thoughts on it are: If I cared enough about you & you were my friend & cared enough about me, then we're probably still in touch & I don't need to go to a reunion to see you & "catch up". If I haven't kept in touch with you, then either we drifted into different places of our lives, or we were never really close in the first place - & then I don't really care.
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[User Picture]From: silvrwillow
2010-10-12 04:39 pm (UTC)
All that to say that I haven't attended ANY reunions yet at all. :)
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[User Picture]From: pyratelady
2010-10-12 04:52 pm (UTC)
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[User Picture]From: warriorsway
2010-10-12 11:53 pm (UTC)
I agree wholeheartedly. Forgiveness is a mark of character and good sense. Forgetting is a mark of foolishness.
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[User Picture]From: ferlonda
2010-10-13 01:18 am (UTC)
You are SO my hero.
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