Sunday, September 9, 2007

Reporting my feelings and thoughts in the same vain that I reported last month's dictation on wedding rehearsal dinners, I dislike class reunion dinners too--maybe on an even larger scale than I dislike the rehearsal dinners..

What happens to people over time? Men's stomachs get bigger.. women's hair gets bigger.. Both genders have an attitude that encompasses their entire being. I guess they have to try to continue to impress those they want to school with. Whether you're 18 or 80, there are still people that try to be the loudest, most obnoxious, and rude of the group.

Things change with time, but time doesn't change everyone. Or maybe it's just a memory thing. They try to bring back those old days by acting out in the same manner that they did when they were sitting around a lunch table in high school..

I'll be there soon, too--if my class has a reunion. At some point in life, I'll be old enough to at least be invited to class reunion (maybe). And if I go, perhaps I too will act out and appear snobby to the bartender or server..

Being tested with time.. And we all fail in the end.
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