Bonus points to the person who can find me in my shiny blue dress. I'm kind of easy to spot. Taking this picture nearly cost the photographer his life as he stood in traffic, but I think it was worth it. We look fabulous.
I am so glad I went to my high school reunion. I ended up having such a good time that I missed my flight and stayed an extra day. Totally worth the cost of the flight.
It's funny how the core of what we were has never changed. People got better looking and more mature and happier with who they are, but the popular people are still charming and the dorky people are still a little awkward and the same people end up hanging out with each other.
I was surprised by how many people knew who I was. Some of them I had no clue as to how the hell I knew them, but I was glad to see them anyway. One thing that was weird was being hit on by boys I used to play hackey-sack with at lunch. I guess I'm not just "one of the guys" anymore. Also, I apparently just missed out on being named best dressed, not bad for a girl whose standard high school uniform was a flannel shirt and baggy jeans.
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