I can't believe it's been 10 years.
It doesn't seem like it was that long ago that I was walking through the halls of my high school. Back then the biggest worries were if I had my calculus homework done, if I could get the night off from my part-time job so I could go to a basketball game, what to wear to the dance or trying to figure out what the funky smell was coming from the locker two down from mine.
I liked high school. I spent my time studying, but I was also involved. Yearbook. Orchestra. The Newspaper. Tennis. My friends.
It was a good three years I spent at Appleton North.
Then we graduated. And we all went our seperate ways. Sure, some of my friends went down to the University of Wisconsin with me, but it was a big camps and it was hard to keep in touch.
And in the days and years since we last walked the halls of high school, I've lost touch with a lot of my friends. Sure, I run into some of them occassionally or hear about people, but I don't really know what's going on.
This weekend I get to get caught up.
It's my 10 year class reunion - starting with taking in the homecoming football game tonight and then a big kid gathering at a bar downtown on Saturday. I'm excited to see everyone. To catch up and find out whose been doing what and where everyone is.