June 7, 1997 – June 9, 2007
So yeah. It’s been a long time since I’ve made an update in here!
I don’t know why I haven’t done it, but the week just got away from me. Work hasn’t even been that crazy or anything.
Some highlights of the past week include:
- Cropping with Katie on Thursday night.
- Going to the Rockies on Thursday.
- Making Margaritas with Brian and watching “What the Bleep, Down the Rabbit Hole”.
- And of course, going to my 10 year high school reunion this weekend.
Let’s talk about the reunion.
All and all it was good. I was actually pretty excited to go and not really all that nervous. It turned out to be a pretty fun night. There weren’t too many people there, which I think made it a bit better. The food was crappy, but the company was good. Some people NEVER change and it’s funny how some people just molded themselves right back into the roles they had in high school.
I didn’t have the courage to talk to all the people that I wanted to, but I talked to the important people to me.
Before going to the reunion we went to Marci’s house and went over our year book to refresh our memories. Then we went over to the event. Right away we saw Elizabeth, who we’re not on good terms with. That was immediately awkward. Besides that I caught up with old childhood friends and the atmosphere sort of reminded me of how it was the night we graduated from high school. Cliques sort of didn’t matter because we had all be friends since childhood.
I had some sort of sad conversations with people. One that is now sticking with me was with this guy who is now a teacher at the high school. Something about talking to him seemed sad. He seemed sad. Like maybe he feels left behind and really close to it since he works there. I feel that way when my college friends come to campus, so I was able to relate.
Anyway, I found it sort of funny that one person I felt the most comfortable talking to was this guy Brooks. He lives and works in Boulder and went to CU. Of all the people I graduated with, he’s been the one that I’ve bumped into the most without trying. His wife is also an alumni and she works in Boulder too. We easily had the most to talk about in terms of real life.
After the reunion we didn’t go to the after party. Instead we went back to Marci’s house to dish about it.
Today there was another reunion event that we didn’t go to. I sort of wish we had. I feel so disconnected to Pueblo and that makes me a bit sad. I miss having my family so close. They all hang out with each other all the time and I am just this visitor who sometimes comes by. I’ll never know what that’s like.
However, I can honestly say there was a bit of relief when we got home today. Like I was back in my real life. It’s amazing how I put my real life out of my mind when I am down there and I feel different.
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