my 10 year H.S. onion

So, baby and I took a trip earlier this month out to San Diego to A: see dear old friends, and to B: attend my 10 year High School reunion.
It was great to be back in San Diego...I feel so at home there...so comfortable, I always wonder why I left, or why I didn't make Jeff move out there instead of following him to Nashville. Guess I would rather have him than anything.
Anyway...so I went to my reunion which was held in the basement room of the House of Blues. There was an open bar for the first two hours and you can bet that everyone there was double fisting those drinks during that time. A lot of drunken fools if you ask me.
For the most part everyone was nice and has done really well over the past 10 years. Some have families and others are sluts still looking to get drunk and have a good time. It was odd to see everyone as 10 years older than the last time I saw them. It was odd that all of the "popular, pretty" girls has husbands that were short and sub par. Guess we all expected them to marry a hunk/model. Well...that wasn't the case.
I carried with me one picture of Jeff and Israel. I got so many compliments too...several that Izze is the cutest baby ever (of course I know that) and even more that Jeff is "hot" (you're damn right he is!)
I did have one dissapointment for the evening...well, I shouldn't say dissapointment, but disgust rather. About half way through the night, one of my old, old friends arrived...we were good friends all through elementarty school and even through Junior High. Once we got in H.S. though, we went our seperate ways...not because of a fight or anything, but because I was in the band and she bacame a cheerleader. Anyway...I saw her, I went up to her to say hello and she gave me a puzzled look and simply said "I'm sorry, I don't remember you." okay...so I was shocked. She was way wasted, on what exactly, I don't know...and she was dressed like a total hooker. I know she has an 8 year old kid, and I would have thought that because she is a parent, that she would have been a little more mature. Anyway...so another friend of hers and of mine (again from elementary school) came up to us and said "hi Amy." I said "thank you" and walked away. I wasn't about to waste anymore of my time on her. I was just in the mind set that I paid $70 to go to the reunion and I'm going to talk to everyone that I can. But she totally screwed that up. What do I care anyway? I so wanted to slap her across the face. And to hear eveyones comments as she walked by "oh gosh, look how short her skirt is..." stuff like that. I hate to say...but it made me glad. The bitch had no clue. and she thought that she was as cool as she ever was. Poor thing.
Man, I can't wait until my 20th. By then I will have had several more kids, and tummy tuck.

California...I miss you. I miss all my close friends that I grew up with. The ones that know me and know my life...the ones that will always be my friends no matter what, because we understand eachother. I'll be back someday