High school sucked. It sucked for everyone but I especially hated it.
We moved to Ohio right before my 9th grade year, making me a transplant among classmates that had been together the previous 9 school years. I wasn't the judge's kid, I wasn't an athlete, wasn't popular and certainly wasn't rich. I wasn't in one of the existing cliques and had a hard time making friends. I was a girl from Nebraska (gasp!) who played in band and I was made, quickly, to feel my place in that school among my classmates.
So it's with mixed emotion that I read a former classmate's blog post about her 15 Year Reunion. The Jefferson Area High School Class of 1996 Reunion. Our high school class reunion. MY reunion.
On one hand, I don't care because I wouldn't have wanted to go but on the other hand I feel a little like I just got put in my place. Again, only 15 years later.
And that? Sucks.