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Dementia creeps...

I've always prided myself on having an excellent memory. But yesterday, my life-long belief in my powers of recognition were shaken somewhat when I spent an hour or two at my old high school reunion.

There I was - I recognised the building, the halls and the corridors easily enough; although everything seemed to have shrunk somewhat. But it was most upsetting to find that I recognised none of the people present (safe for one), which would not have been a problem if none of them had known who I was, either. But everywhere I went, people started waving and calling and screaming "Omigod! Hedwig! I don't believe it!" and then they launched into these anecdotes and reminiscences that sparked no memory in me whatsoever. After about an hour, I felt so dreadfully guilty that here were all these nice, kind people who for 20 years or more had kept the memory of me alive in their hearts and minds, and I had completely forgotten about them, and I would have gone home there and then if I hadn't spotted the girl I had been best friends with during the 2 years I spent at this school...Finally, someone I could have a real, two-sided conversation with!
They persuaded me to pose for a class picture - but I'm afraid I didn't quite manage to mask my bewilderment. My face is one big question mark: who are these people?

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binsoup
Sep. 15th, 2003 06:54 am (UTC)
high school reunions are like temporal folds in time
Are you sure you went to right high school reunion? ::joking::

High school reunions are like temporal folds in the the time-space continuum. People revert back to their teen personas. Interestingly though, one of my best friends now is a classmate who was in a different clique in high school. We became friends when we realised that, like you, we were both wondering "who are these people" during our 8th class reunion.
gamiila
Sep. 16th, 2003 01:53 am (UTC)
Re: high school reunions are like temporal folds in time
like you, we were both wondering "who are these people"

Isn't that the weirdest feeling?
I'd never gone to a reunion before, and I only heard about this one a few days prior to the event, so I did't give it much thought before attending. Unfortunately, I think the people I had hoped to meet, my old crowd, the punk rock clique, were apparently still way too cool to be seen dead at such a gathering.

I know we thought of ourselves as 'the coolest' then. And I know we were secretly regarded as such by the majority of the other students, too. Our parties were legendary. But we were a small group, consisting of only 3 girls and 4 boys. Taking these numbers into account, the fact that 2 of us showed up at the reunion at all was a bloody miracle.

But the thing that got to me was the realisation how exclusive a club we must have been. I didn't remember it like that at all, and the whole experience left me a bit shaken. I never thought I could have been so self-centred, you know?
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