The game of life 
Out of sheer curiosity, I turned up for a high school gathering today despite having lost touch with most of them after graduation, save the occasional bumping to each other on the streets.
There was a doctor, a litigation lawyer, a bank administrator, someone fresh for theology school, three Masters student, a few engineer and sales people and some working for their family business. And then there was me, Miss "So what do you really do?" Bloomberg and I've lost count of the number of times I had to explain that apart from being a news agency we also provide financial data on our terminals blah blah blah and how I google for a living.
The most distinctive trait in everyone was that we all sported long hair now, after spending 4 years in an all girls' high school that forbidded hair longer than 3 cm below the earlobe. How communist, hah.
9 years on, I've forgotten many names, faces and events and it feels like I've evolved the most out of all of them, but maybe everyone feels this way at a reunion.
I had a major crush on a girl in senior year when I was in my first year of high school and I would run up to her classdroom and peek through the window to steal glances at her. In retrospect, I don't even know why I liked her so much- she was quiet, frumpy, spacey and an average student. Still I wrote her cards and made sure she was the first to sign my autograph book, despite not having spoken more than 10 sentences to her the whole year.
I'll blame it on the restlessness of youth.
I hear from them that she is now a butch and I wonder what would happen if I see her again and if we would recognize each other at all.
I'm thankful that I have moved on in so many ways but it was good to catch up with everyone again.
We had steamboat and teppanyaki and the most amazing home-made chocolate chip muffins ever and talked and laughed a lot. Some left early but a few of us stayed behind and played "The Game of Life" and swapped travel stories.
And so I was a sales person earning a stable income of $60,000 before I had a mid-life crisis and switched careers to become an IT consultant drawing $90,000. I was fully insured with a husband, a son, a nice farmhouse worth $200,000 and retired with $1.02 million net worth.
If only real life was that easy.
Labels: friendship, high school, life, memories

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