...I become such an asshole when it comes to celebrations.
Stories from my high school reunion?
First off, I hardly recognized anyone, and even remembered less people than I recognized. And yet everyone remembered me. We have a six year reunion for some reason. Mt. Ararat is the hich school I went to. The school without walls. I'm now going to school at NESCom. On the Husson campus we have The Dickerman Dining Hall. We call it The Dick, and if you're going to eat at the dick you say, "I'm going to go eat dick." My schools are known for their maturity of course. I'm twenty five years old and I've accomplished all the shits in life... I haven't failed to take a shit yet at least. I'm very good at that sort of shit.
One guy walked up to me, "Oh, hey Eric. What are you doing these days?"
"I've just started my freshman year at college." Yeah, six years too late right?
But he tries to keep it friendly, "Oh, yeah... man I wish I took a break before I went to college." Naturally the person I vaguely remember from high school but could not give him a name for the life of me asks, "What where you doing the years up to going to college."
I instantly respond with, "Crippling depression." He stopped talking to me after that point.
I'm hanging out with the people who's faces I recognize and names I remember. I know I could talk to other people, but then I'd need to look down at their name tags and that's such a drag. Another person who's name and face I remember approaches. He graduated from Husson, I already knew this before I came to the reunion. My room mate told me that one time he tried to fap when he thought his room mate had been asleep. Obviously the room mate wasn't sleeping that soundly because I got to hear about it.
He sys hello to one of my friends, they were pals back in high school. He turns to me and says, "Hey, I heard you're going to NESCom, did you know I went to Husson?"
I respond, "Yes, I heard some interesting stories about you."
His eyes glint momentarily with terror, he laughs nervously, "Oh! Oh really, what... what did you hear about me."
I give him a blank look.
He says, "It's okay, it's fine, I have no shame!"
I still say nothing.
I am at home with the awkwardness. I felt comfortable around all these people, with there nervousness, their disappointment and disillusionment. I've been preparing for this day my entire life.