Reunion!

Last Tuesday afternoon, after work, I met an old friend from high school. Her name is Zetty Julia. We had a simple dinner at the KLCC food court….and before you people get – ehem - the wrong ideas; Hasmiron was there too.

Yeap, Hasmiron was there too because he wanted to discuss something super “important” with us; my presence was very “crucial” to our overall well-being, especially mine - plus he needed a ride home.

It has been awhile since the last time I saw Zetty, so the idea of ‘catching up’ with her again after these so many years excites me.

True enough, we chatted and laughed and we gossiped and laughed louder until my back hurts (literally!) And O boy, did we squeal so hard and scream that much! We talked about so many things but one theme seemed more prominent than the others through and through; ‘let’s do this again sometimes and the next time me meet, let's invite the whole class of '94!”O-oh.

Eventually it became clearer to me that she and a few of our other friends are currently planning to organize a one big 15 years Reunion, Class of ’94 sometime this year and she was here to sell the idea and to some extent to persuade us – me and Hasmiron – to come on board.

Hasmiron was super excited – no doubt about it. Me? I have my own reservations. And valid and legitimate ones too.

Call me have self-esteem of a wet toast but I do not really buy the whole idea of an organized reunion. It’s conceited and pretentious to say the least. Those people who really wanted to come are usually vindictive, showy people with something to gloat about; or they simply there to rub the faces of those people who used to torture them, with their current, much talked about “success”.

Don’t get me wrong. I certainly do not have problems with meeting old friends outside once in a while, have a few drinks and chat until the wee hours; but to dress up expensively, drag you wife (ves) and infants, throwing your business cards like you just won a presidential election and act like you are still in high school? - na’ah I don’t think so, thankyouverymuch.

……Plus, Oh alright I admit it, there are people I do not wish to see them again ever in this lifetime. NEVER. EVER. AGAIN.

Zetty and Hasmiron wanted me to be there. In fact they already assigned me with a task. I am torn.

So question: Will I crawl up from my self-hating, grumpy ol' swamp and finally show up at the Reunion or I just let it slip and subject myself to Hasmiron’s bad joke, eternally?

Only time will tell.