So often as children we hear how we shall one day blossom, then totally bloom and grow! HA, I say! What a load of proverbial bull crap! Even if or when we blossom and then totally bloom and grow the aphids of the past are still swarming about us. What about those awful accursed High School Reunions, do you remember those? Well I remember them even though not to one I ever did go! I've heard stories you see from those poor withering souls who have been there trying to with the past thorns in their sides show rosy petal face, and maybe perhaps think they will be welcomed into the mockery winners circle of style and grace. Sadly what those soured bouquets learned is that they did not blossom and grow to place, show and win. The pressed dried petals of their past were unloaded from yearbooks and once again brought to public light and sight.1
Hey four eyes remember those coke bottle lens glasses that made you look all bug eyed? Well I see now you no longer have them, did you hide them for tonight? Ooh Ooh and what about when you had a crush on Mr. Star Football Jock and thought he would ask you to the prom, remember how he suddenly got ill after you helped him with his finals well he showed up with Madame Butterfly Cheerleader Captain. Oh, I see your still chunky too, so I guess we were wrong when we all pegged you as having baby fat. It looks like you've had one to many greasy burgers (for fertilizer)! Well I must say it has been a long time and you've not from our High School days changed one bit. Albeit, you have grown older I will admit but it seems you never did blossom! Well I better get over there and mingle with the rest from my Alma Mater!2
He, he (quite sarcastically) don't you love it! Not even a hey you look better or oh it was nice to see you. Oh, and what about that "MY" Alma Mater reference, like you just planted root there and existed but not learned, laughed and lived like the rest (quite bitterly)! The whole conversation was like the stale stagnant wind from those past days never blew away and you were still that same little bud just waiting in some dark corner bed to be nursed to blossom, bloom and grow! Well that explains it all. It explains why this bud who did bloom without careful and painstaking notice from others sits here this night penning with Java in hand listening to the familiar phrase of a tune over and over again in her head on her twentieth class reunion night!3
"Dust in the wind...all they are is dust in the wind!"4
(c)20045
~Nikki~6
Author notes
This was inspred by Onyx Fire Tear and her latest, Uneasy Reflections-a glimpse into my life! Please read her piece as well. She is a very REAL, DOWN TO EARTH, GOING TO CAPTURE YOUR EMOTIONS AND THOUGHTS WRITER as well as a GREAT PERSON!
Oh, yea that is me in the pic twenty years ago and now. I DID BLOSSOM, BLOOM AND GROW!
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If I was given an option to reborn, I would refuse it just for a reason that I’ll have to go to high school again…lol… I hated it… It’s so nice to read your experience and feelings… you’ve worded very well… by the way you look great in both photos… I liked the title as well…
mina
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very good
You're cute as hell now.
I know all about the coke bottle glasses and all the things that go with being an awkward teen. I just say baby look at me now. I enjoyed this, like taking a step back in time.
Desiree
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i am very honored indeed that i can inspire someone. you are a gem of a lady. this story was well done. i never went to my reunion and i doubt if i ever will. You are a beautiful soul as well as woman. thank you
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this is wonderful, as i am fresh out of highschool, heh 5 years, but someday i hope to blossom myself i can see me in 20 years at a reunion like that wich you described here, i was that person people picked on, for the most part, but someday, someday when i have accomplished my own dreams i will not care what happened, and probably wont go to the reunion.
this is so thought provocing for me, it makes my mind think of the future, which i seldom do, and mostly about what i mentioned, the future reunions ill avoid. great job -
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Nikki,
Wow woman.. just knock me over.. the flow with the dead on worded lashings. Hmm I know to stay on your good side..lol. Just an amazing write.. great job.
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SOunds like this was one write that was dying to be expressed by your pen....err...keyboard. YOu captured all the feelings and sentiments that made high school a totalt waste of life! Good write!
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bravo
This was an awesome write... your pen carved a few sarcastic lashes into some (i am sure) pompous asses... Sounds like you avoided a night of smiling lies... i loved the style you wrote this in... quick - sarcastic - and very very real...
bravo
billy
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Yes, I don't go to my high school reunions either. This year would be our 20th (yes, ugh). No way would I even want to go. You captured some of my feelings and fears.
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