thepoet21, I agree with you. Although TBH if I did go to a reunion, I would love it if "Don't You Forget About Me" was played. Not because I want to remember those people, but because The Breakfast Club was one of the only things that got me through high school. But I didn't go to school in the 80s, which is a shame, so they would probably never play it.
I watched this movie before my graduation last year because I really wanted to set the tone and remind myself how I should really feel. I wanted this to be the last time I ever saw any of them, including the group of friends I hung out with, if I could help it, because these people (including my friends) whittled away my confidence and made it unbearable. I appreciate my friends for hanging out with me and everything, but every time I look back I remember how they would make fun of me every time they felt like it. They used me alot. Whenever the wanted to get something off their chest, particularly if two girls were fighting, they'd sometimes come to me to vent, but whenever I needed someone none of them ever listened. None of them ever stood up for me if people were laughing at my expense. They always asked me to do favours for them but when I needed help no-one helped me. I like to think they were my friends a lot of the time, but to tell the truth, I can't tell if they ever really were at all.
I went to the best all-girls school (at least at the time that I attended) in the country. I'm not trying to show-off or anything, but it was so competitive that at times I found it hard to wake up in the morning and go. If it wasn't about test results it was about who looked the hottest, or who had the hottest boyfriend, and I never wanted to compete in any of it. Sometimes I really did think of giving up because it always got too much. A lot of the time I just wanted to hide. If there's one thing I'm grateful for after my experiences in high school, it's the person it's made me today. A lot of who I am now comes from the resolve to just get through one day at a time on my own, and figuring out what to do the next day, by myself. My loneliest years were in high school and it always seemed like an eternity before I would finally be out of there.
I remember after our graduation ceremony this girl whom I had not spoken to for 6 years (since primary school) came up to me and said "Hi! I'm going to miss you!" And I was like wtf. I had literally had this grudge against her for 5 years. I know it's not good but I never thought she was a good person or a valuable friend. First she stole this guy that I liked even though she knew I liked him, then she proceeded to make fun of my friend whom she didn't like (both happened in primary school). And then in the first year of high school she completely changed. She didn't want to hang out with me anymore, because she wanted to become one of the most popular girls in the grade and I did not. So that was that.
My grade organised a reunion-ish get together after we graduated when the results of our finals were released, but even then I didn't go because everyone would just be comparing results and I hated that. So I wouldn't go to a reunion, ever. I like to believe people can change, I do, but if it ever felt like how it used to be, if people were still the way were in high school, then I would go back to being that girl in high school again who used to cry herself to sleep at night. Honestly, I'm happier without them.
I don't have a Facebook, Twitter or Myspace account. To me it's like high school on the internet. Peoople just compete to see who has the most friends, who's more popular, who's better. I would be lying if I said I don't miss my friends though. Or the good times that I had in high school. But everytime I remember them I'd remember the bad times too, and they are not worth revisiting the good times for. I like to think they maybe miss me, but I doubt it. I don't think I'm worth remembering to any of them.
Sorry for that really long post. But it was hard to stop after a while.
"Tool up, honey bunny. It's time to get bad guys."
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"If your life had a face, I would punch it."
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