What a bunch of losers. My high school's classes of 1968, 1988, and 1998 have all scheduled their respective decadal reunions for this year.
But MY high school class of 1978, losers that we are, still have not scheduled our 30th.
Of course, that could be because we just don't give a shit about it. Which in that case might be a win. But I'm still ashamed most of the time to be NCHS Class of '78, and generally when I have to admit it, I use a construction like, "I was Class of '78. We were the boring class."
And we're still proving it, 30 years later! Go, you lame-o Panthers!
(And what's with the Class of '58? This is their 50th, and no reunion planned? Sheesh.)
(And PS, don't ask why I don't jump in to help get the ball rolling. I'm an officer in six Masonic bodies as it is. I'm a member of the local Scout district's District Committee, and I haven't had time to get to one of their meetings in years due to Masonic committments. I graduated from high school with 1100 other people -- some of them can get their asses involved.)
