Friday, October 15, 2010
Yes, I went to high school in suburban Los Angeles, not the Bay Area, but allow me to explain. When you attend private school, as I did, said school tends to keep you on a short leash, even after you graduate. Luckily for me, I loved high school, so I don't mind. Wait. I suppose I should say that I remember loving high school. I'd be willing to bet that the teen angst, insecurity and fact that I weighed about 600 pounds (okay, that's an exaggeration) provided for plenty of unhappy moments at the time, but whatever. That was then, this is now, and when Polytechnic School summons me for an alumni reception, I go.
This latest reception was on Wednesday night, and like the one before it in February, some of us alums were not done reminiscing when the lights on the official event went out. So we took our party elsewhere and kept things going. It's amazing how about 20-25 years changes your perspective and allows you get along so delightfully with your fellow graduates. Of course, I consider myself friends with the people I tend to "after-party" with, but still, I think the wisdom of age helps.
That, or a lot of wine and cocktails. Regardless, we always have fun and think fondly of high school as the good time it shall forever remain in our adult memories.