First Day Out

I thought my first day out would be fun... it turns out, I should have just stayed at home and sulked in front of the tv.

I attended my highschool reunion and I felt so left out. It didn't help that I arrived late and that I didn't have a gift for exchange. Well, it's not really my fault that I didn't have a gift. I've been under house arrest because of the flu, thereby not giving me a chance to participate. I arrived late because I had dinner at home already. I didn't want to eat there because I was not sure of the food that they'd order, and my stomach was still sensitive to all the food. Being late was my fault.

Apparently, I was the only one who did not keep in touch with anyone from highschool. Maybe it was the apathy brought about by my ateneo college upbringing... truth be told, much of me was molded in college, not in highschool. Highschool was boring, filled with untrue people, and cliques that were more than annoying.

I was a bit disappointed that the people from highschool never changed one bit. The religious ones are still the religious ones. The eccentrics, still the same... and the same cliques still held. Naturally, I felt out of place. These people never grew up... highschool teasing was still there... and a kiss was still a big issue.

I've changed so much since college. My whole persona has changed. The way I talk, carry myself, the way I deal with people, and the way I view things. Maybe I'm alone in being a progressive thinker in the batch... Maybe I never belonged to that batch at all... who knows? Maybe I'll be the one to wow them with a big party next time.

Who knows?