high school reunion

My high school organized a grand reunion for all its alumni supposedly held today at Parkridge Clubhouse.

I was quite cynical about it, actually. For one thing, it's not as if the school had already reached its silver year of existence, most especially the high school department. If I remember it correctly, we graduated as the 6th batch from the school (and that was just like five years ago). And there's really not much to celebrate.

And then of course, there's some sort of payment here, P250 that is. For a person not yet employed by any of the capitalists institutions, the money I would be paying here would probably be from my parents. I feel like being made a consumer, taken advantage by an institution for that supposedly once-in-a-bluemoon experience of seeing your former classmates again.

Don't get me wrong. If my school needed funds, they could have at least asked for it in a more explicit manner such that I would not have felt that they made the experience a commodity and I would have readily promised at least some sort of help. Do I sound so bitter still?

Well, let's just say I have not had the best experiences in that school and if there would be a reason for me to go to that reunion, it would simply be because my friends are coming. Let me further emphasize the words. MY FRIENDS. Simply said, you meet a lot of people in high school, the real ones and the not-so-real ones. Besides, I've always been curling up as the number of people around me increases so I guess, I really have my doubts of going to that party. Come to think of it, I don't like parties at all.

Anyway, what really happened today is just a get together. Instead of going to a crappy high school reunion, we (Airah, Rica, Maui and Shamaine who is only 2 hours younger than me) headed for Eastwook City to grab dinner and talk. It was my first time to eat at Dencio's and I was actually quite conscious of the food I eat because of my allergies. Since this is a restaurant that serves alcohol, much of their meats go best with the drinks, which meant food that easily triggers my allergies. (Let me just say this, damn allergy)

Seeing and talking to these people reminds me of how nasty and nice I had been when I was younger. Yes, I had been more reserved then and the closest to me are the only ones who would hear me rant but I really rant bad. Being with them now, however, made me realized that I had been happier these past few years, that I was able to open myself up and be more honest with myself and others without actually getting myself in trouble. While I intentionally detached myself from my batchmates years back to look for a happier me, instead of actually going to a reunion pretending to be so tactful and yet dishonest to myself I guess is less worthwhile than having to realize myself for free. (ahem, ahem. I still hate payments though. haha)