Tuesday, May 5, 2009

After all these years

So I've been drafted into helping with my high school reunion, which is funny because I don't really like to go to my reunions. Anyway, I went to a planning meeting where I was surrounded by former classmates . . . and suddenly I felt like the shy, tongue-tied, awkward seventh-grader I was way back when.

The reason I bring this up is that people who write for young readers are fond of telling you at which age they terminated growth. Well, last night I was thirteen all over again. And. it. was. so. not. fun.

What age are you? Psychologically speaking, of course.

7 comments:

wjmom said...

I moved from my small town just after our sophomore year of high school. At our 20 year reunion I crashed the party, and I was relieved to find that they no longer intimidated me. I may have been a total brainy nerd back then, but it's served me well in the years since.

So there!

(OK, maybe part of me is stuck in 10th grade) :)

chrisandkarim07 said...

I was thinking about high school reunions the other day. I am pretty sure I have -1,000,000% (yes, that is a real percentage to me) desire to go to them.

In my head, I feel like I am still 16. So when people are like, "So, when are you guys going to have babies?" In my head I'm thinking, "But i'm only 16!"

Karim

ps- I really do love your blog.

Lisa B. said...

Ugh, totally 13. Awkward, wearing skirts too long, wildly uncool. I never got over believing that this is who I truly am. Oh, and also? the spelling bee champion of the county. Cementing my nerdiness for an eternity.

Kerry said...

I spent all day at my old high school today.

not.

ok.

Rabbit said...

Sixteen and I'm wearing my favorite red blazer with some kind of emblem on the pocket as if I went to some eastern prep school. I really wanted to go an eastern prep school: Dalton or Marymount. I wanted to growup outside the orphanage. Far far from that orphanage.

Louise Plummer said...

Okay that was not Rabbit. That was me.

Carolyn V. said...

When I write, my characters are always 17. Oh my gosh. Does that mean I'm still in high school?! GET ME OUT!