2001

This was the year that I finished High School. Put on your time machine gear ladies and gentleman; we are going back in time. In about 4 short months, give or take a few priceless days, I hit the official 8 year mark in time. You never really realize how fast these years go. I am a facebook addict, I will openly admit it, and I recently found it intriguing to fill out some random note about the Senior Year at my old, but dear High School. It got me to thinking, why in hell did I want to get out of there so bad, things were so much simpler than, and Im not focusing on the simple pleasure of late arrivals, the whole shebang was easy. It did have its immediate drawbacks lying right with the huge number of caddy teenage girls that could sniff out drama like it was their job.
I was confronted with the question 'To go, or not to go to my High School Reunion'
For years I could answer this question without a breath of hesitation, now; Not so much. I never realized how much life could change in the blink of an eye and instantly be reminded of that change from a question that I was very assertive on last summer. I don't want to go, Not now. Not in the current state of life that I am in, I love High School but I think I would only love it if I could repeat it exactly the way it was. Attending a reunion isn't going to give me my teenage years back, it can't.
Oh, but if I could turn back time...I actually wouldnt have done anything differently. Some of my greatest memories reside between the year 1998 and 2001, and it doesnt get any better than that.