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Date: 29 May 2007 15:29:46
Thanks to my family for yesterday's comments. My only response is PPPSSSSTTTTT!!!!!!
I've have been asked to assist in arranging a reunion for those people who were in the same year in school. This presents me with mixed emotions. Do I really want to see people I haven't seen in 25+ years? What are we going to talk about? Kids? Jobs? The "Good Old Days" ?
You see, I'm not a great lover of nostalgia for nostalgia's sake. I've kept in touch with a few people but very, very few. They are the only people that I'm really interested in now. Talking about past conquests, thrills etc no longer holds a great deal of appeal anymore. I've changed so much in the last 5 years, let alone 25.
I always think of The Boss' song, see above headline. Ever since first hearing it I've always wanted to steer clear of reunions and talking of nothing other than my school days. Don't get me wrong I loved my years as a rebellious, sometimes unmotivated and always indulging in sport teenager. Yet I left Wales for 9 years to get away from things like that. Meeting half remembered people in pubs on Friday or Saturday night who only wanted to talk about our recently past school days soon bored me.
I'll probably help out. There a several people that I would like to see, if only for a drink or two. However we're spread across the country now, with one even in Holland working for Europol. It could prove to be a very hard task to get most of us back together.
The good thing from my point of view is that most people tend not to recognise me and I've become very bad at remembering names and faces as well. That's only just people I've been working with every day for 3.5 years. Therefore I maybe able to fool people into telling me how much they really disliked me.