I have a decision to make. One of those decisions you put off making because you suddenly realize 1) you're really, truly an adult now - in fact, rapidly approaching old
, 2) your life, for better or worse, is totally not where you thought it would be when you were making those grand plans and studying for AP tests at age 18, and 3) you're going to have to justify every decision you've made in the last five years to a crowd of virtual strangers.
My five-year college reunion is this May, and I have to decide if I want to go.
I've been mulling it over the past few months, when I first got the notice. The truth is, I really did enjoy college (though not in the "gosh, I wish I was still a senior" kind of way) and am still close with many of the friends I made there. Though, that's kind of the thing, I'm still close
with them. We email, call, and visit...so why make a plane trip to Ohio?
Since the date is nearing, I've started to get emails from some groups that I was in. By far the funniest was the email I got last week from the sorority president from my class. Yes, I was in a sorority, and no, I'm not going to justify it to you people except to say this: I joined as a junior when my head was filled with rocks and I'd just completed a physics course that required I spend an average of 10 hours/day, 6 days/week in the lab, and I was so pale you could see through me. I wanted to meet some people and shed my well-built-up innocent science girl vibe, and that's what I did. When I finally saw where I was in the harsh, sober light of day after a full-year of my grades plummeting and my liver expanding, I wised-up, got tight with a group of girls who felt the same way about ridiculous cat-fighting as I did, wherein some of us took the bold step to deactivate, or, since the rest of us were paid-up second semester seniors, bowed-out mentally by refusing to attend any sisterly gathering that didn't involve getting hammered. Okay, so I totally justified it to you, but it was a thousand times more complicated than that, so that's all I'm getting into.
I think it also says something that the only way Miss Pres could find me was by sending me a note through the anonymous alumni system that the undergrads use to get career advice. (No, kid, it's not true that "you can do anything with a JD," save yourself now and just get a job at the pet store.) She then included me in a group email to our class, saying how we should get together at the reunion, and in the meantime, why don't we all share what we've been up to? A few girls have replied, and they've been nothing short of hysterical. One girl, who just got married, emailed her life update and then ended with "so how are the rest of you doing, especially those of you who've gotten married recently!" Oh please. One of my honest-to-goodness friends on the list (the one who just visited me from Boston last month), emailed me on the side to say, "She only wants to hear about the married people? Our lives aren't interesting enough to read about if we're not ready to pop out the babies? Gag me."
I do have a morbid curiosity about it all, I have to admit. A little "which cheerleader got fat" syndrome. I've talked about it with my Boston friend, and I think we've decided to go. Most of our friends were in different graduating classes, but still live in the area, so we might try to form our own reunion within a reunion. And if the whole thing ends up sucking, we can get a booth at the Backstretch and drink and shit talk to our heart's content.
On the other hand, I haven't bought my plane ticket yet, so any advice is appreciated.