Having a bit of a Grosse Point Blank moment...
I went to Liverpool University 95-98 to do my degree in comp sci. Had a killer time (unlike school, those really *were* the best days of my life), met some of my closest friends and came away with the all essential bit of paper.
Now, there's a reunion night going on, in the style of the gigs that used to play at the weekend, at the student guild.
Thing is, while I had a wonderful time at uni, it wasn't dickhead-free... and it was there that I really got into counter-culture... sitting with the other freaks, smoking, drinking and throwing empty cans at the self-proclaimed Cool Kids... do I want to go to the reunion night for the ones at uni I chose not to be a part of?
Not sure.
Unlike school, I have nothing to prove. I did well at uni the left and got something approximating the life I wanted... so there's no burning desire to go and wave my cock in the air and scream "SEE, YOU FUCKERS! I BEAT YOU AFTER ALL!" (as I say... unlike school...) ... but while trying to think of positive reasons for going, all I can muster is a big bag of 'Meh...'
I suppose, taking it all together, I ought to go on the offchance I see someone that I'm not currently in touch with, that I hadn't thought about, relatively safe in the knowledge that I'm not opening the door to any skeletons, or likely to bump into anyone I actually *hate*. Technically, it should either be a big bag of 'meh', or suprisingly pleasant.
I'm just terribly suspicious of things like this.
Everyone's always too desperate to impress... to achieve the impossible task of showing everyone else that you're so great after all, either in spite of or because of past history.
Just because for once that doesn't include me, it could lead to a knife-edge atmosphere.
Ach well, toss a coin, I'll prolly go... if it's shite, I'll get a cab to Ballroom and unwind that way instead.
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