actually, i can't wait until my 10 year class reuinion next summer. you must remember that i was VERY badly treated in high school. I want to go back so i can rub it in all their faces how skinny and successful i am. (I was called "fat" every single day for the first 18 years of my life. Thing is, I wasn't fat. I just had the body of a full-grown woman by the time i was 14. AND I'M STILL THE SAME SIZE NOW THAT I WAS THEN! My uniform skirt from FRESHMAN year still fits. I'm planning on wearing it, just to make the point. The rest of them will look like rejects from the Jerry Springer show. Ha! I say.) I know it's stoopid and immature and pointless, but godddamn it i will be vindicated by the looks on their pathetic faces; me with my rippling muscles, PhD, and trophy boyfriend. Yeah, I'm SO going.
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You're welcome.
And don't worry about the popularity contests. They were all rigged.
everyone who was popular in highschool now works in real estate.
speaking of FATES WORSE THAN DEATH.
would you ever go to a reunion? not me. id rather put out a lit cigarette in my eye.
actually, i can't wait until my 10 year class reuinion next summer. you must remember that i was VERY badly treated in high school. I want to go back so i can rub it in all their faces how skinny and successful i am. (I was called "fat" every single day for the first 18 years of my life. Thing is, I wasn't fat. I just had the body of a full-grown woman by the time i was 14. AND I'M STILL THE SAME SIZE NOW THAT I WAS THEN! My uniform skirt from FRESHMAN year still fits. I'm planning on wearing it, just to make the point. The rest of them will look like rejects from the Jerry Springer show. Ha! I say.) I know it's stoopid and immature and pointless, but godddamn it i will be vindicated by the looks on their pathetic faces; me with my rippling muscles, PhD, and trophy boyfriend. Yeah, I'm SO going.
Quite agree. I got a panic attack just looking at the names of my classmates on the friends reunited page.
(mind you I'd go to a reunion if I could put out a lighted cigarette in the eyes of some of the people I went to school with)
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