School contributions

Some of you (readers, family, and friends) have asked how you might contribute toward my studies at GCTS. It's a simple process, but rather than spell it out here, I'll give you more instructions on another page.
(And yes, they do accept Visa and MasterCard.)

Reunion fun

My class reunion, 10 years in the making, is done. We had a packed weekend of planning, setting up, and enjoying all of the reunion festivities. I will say that all the hard work definitely paid off. I had a great time seeing old friends, many of which I had not even seen or spoken to in 10 years! Justin was so great helping me and the others with the many tasks that came with the weekend.

As I've thought about helping to plan this event for over a year now, I realize that high school really was an important part of my life. I know most people would say they'd rather eat their own arm than go back, but I would have to say the exact opposite. As my friend Rhiannon and I were on the dance floor, we looked and each other and said, "I'd go back tomorrow." You're probably reading this and think I'm crazy. Maybe I am, but I really did love high school. Sure I had my share of drama with friends, boyfriends, classes, cheering, and everything else, but that's what made the fun parts even better.

I was a little nervous to go back and see everyone, but once everything started, it was really great. Someone observed that everything and everyone is the same, but the more I thought about it, the more I disagree. Everyone may have still gravitated toward the same friends, but I realized that that's only natural. You want to see the ones you spent the most time with, but not because you want to ignore someone else. Well, that's how it was for me anyway. After the surface conversations of "what have you been up to?", I found that once you delve deeper, you find that people have changed. Choices that brought spouses, kids, and jobs have caused change as well as things we'd never choose, like sickness or war.

I have no idea what my life will look like at our 20 year reunion. All I know is 10 years from now, I don't want to be the same. And my hope is that I will still say I'd go back and do it all over again because it was that good.

I'm how old?

I officially feel like an adult. I'm home in Trinity, NC to attend my 10-year high school reunion. I've been helping to plan this thing for several months and now I'm only a day away. There's much to be done, so I'll keep this short. Here's a history of the school for anybody interested. You'll find an interesting fact about a certain university in there.

(The bulldog is the school mascot, thus the reason for the pic)