My mother's 30th class reunion is next year. Since we got the Gateway, she's discovered the thrill of the Internet. She knows how to use e-mail and surf the Internet. The other day, she signed up for Classmates.com.
Someone she knew from high school paid the $36.00 to get her e-mail address and e-mailed her. She e-mailed him back.
Maybe her reconnection to high school has gotten me on a track to thinking about my days. I've already spilled the beans about Logan.
I just e-mailed another kid from high school. Frank. Frank was always nice. Saw his address on Classmates.com and had to e-mail him. Last time I saw him, he was a bus boy at the Outback.
Some kids I know or know of that are my age are married and have children. Some don't want to get married or have children. Some don't have children but have someone to love them.
And me - single. Full of love but feeling bound that she'll never find the right person.
Why do we allow a bunch of kids that we had no choice but to know and go to school with be who we compare ourselves to? I tell myself don't do it. It's not worth it and it doesn't matter. We all have a certain path for a certain reason. I haven't discovered my path yet, but it's there. But still, I go back and compare myself to the class of 1997. And somehow, in my heart, I feel like I ring up in the loser column.
At the moment, I'm addicted to listening to My Confession by Richard Marx. Goodness, it described how I felt about Logan when I was 18.
But now I'm 23 and still single. Isn't it funny how life isn't how we planned or hoped it would be?
To move away from high school now and onto wrestling. I'm not into wrestling. A few online friends are. So is my sister, Nicki.
Nicki's into the Hardyz. Matt and Jeff. Jenni's also into them. WWF is going to be in Jacksonville on the 28th of March. Nicki wants to go if the Hardyz will be there.
Nicki went to Sluggers last night with Shuggy and Ethan to watch the PPV event. She has a Hardyz DVD. She bought a wrestling magazine the other day. She's totally into it.
Well, I shouldn't complain about that. Wrestling is her baseball.
Posted by Shawn at February 18, 2002 2:10 PM in General.
dude, i'm sorry i haven't emailed you yet. i had a grand anti v-day idea, and i was gone the whole day. (working at my..other job. needless to say, i quit that today.)
wrestling..ah..it's just a big old soap opera. i think i might work that again when it comes in april. the only thing is that the people that go to these things are ignorant.(no offense to nicki). i had to yell and scream at them not to cut across the wheelchair section.
nicki should go, even if they aren't there. has she ever been? it's an expirence, needless to say. ;)
Posted by: S at February 18, 2002 2:31 PMHey, that's ok about the V-day thing. :-)
My father took her to a WCW event when we lived on Ft. Bragg when she was about 11. She saw some butt at it, too.
Nicki knows it's all fake. She knows it just entertainment.
Posted by: Shawn at February 18, 2002 2:38 PM
