From high school reunions

We all remember the sweet memories we keep from our high school times. I think there is where they should be, tied to a past we lived once… it made us stronger or wicker…

However my idea of this ex-class mates meetings is they’re worth to see how bad or how good you are in comparison with your mates. And that is all what will come up from the party.

Writing about comparisons… I’m happy where I am this far. I envy the way of life from some of my ex-class mates and I definitively do not wish for my self what some have became.

Seven years later: success, pregnancies, babies, cute husbands, lovely wives, nice cars, nice jobs, and the same bad attitudes still remain… people do not change it all … do not grow better or worst… all what I see ..Some are still trapped in that stage of their lives…

The ones that enjoyed that much those times haven’t wake up and have their own reality face-slaps yet and the ones that felt like shit during those times for not fitting in, or be rejected, or judged for their sex preferences, had it way sooner of what they were expecting making them nicer and more interesting people from what they couldn’t show in the HS years.

My HS story is not that great… Teachers hated me for being gay… I only had two friends and they seem to fuck each other every time they feel sad or blue…I couldn’t graduate with my mates… and all that shit made me hate, kiss and tell about my HS phase.