I changed high schools midway through my sophomore year, going from an all-boy catholic school to public, so I didn’t really know many people from the public high school, besides my immediate social circle. Also they were the cool, class-skipping, weed and cigarette smoking kids, so I doubt they’d be at the class reunion, and they’re probably the only people I’d want to see anyway.

There was this beautiful girl I went on a date with once who went to my high school… a couple years after I graduated, I saw her at a bar, and she gave me her number. I didn’t even remember her. We went on exactly one date, where she revealed that she nanny’d for a super rich summering-in-a-french-villa family, and for some reason it intimidated me so much I had a panic attack, and before we even got to where we were supposed to go on the date, I turned the car around and took her home. Apologized, and never really spoke again.

I still think about her, and how beautiful she was, and what the fuck came over me that night. But I doubt she’d be at the reunion.

Also I haven’t been very successful in my own life (not terrible by any means but, not great) so I wouldn’t really be able to show off much of anything except that I’m much more handsome and physically fit now than I was then. I dunno. Doesn’t seem like much when I’m still riddled with student loan debt and anxiety.