Me Against The World

I actually hate to write about this subject. But since it still angers me, I need to pour it out into writing with the hope by the time I finish writing this, I will whatsoever feel better.

Now I know why people tend to avoid school reunions.

Firstly, it's nothing but showing off sessions where everybody wears their best outfit so at least your former classmates won't take you as a failure. Secondly, it's nothing but propaganda sessions in which people would preach, either by intimidatingly asking or vigorously making a long speech that everybody should lead such a predictable way of life: settling down by getting married and having kids.

Surrounded by girls who were holding a baby or two, and boys with girls who were wearing their rings, I happened to get stuck in a sort of reunion with my old classmates:

"So when are you catching up with the rest of us?" (Meaning: "When are you gonna get married?" was the kind of question I had seen it coming)

"I'm ... not sure if... but hey, I'm going to Turkey and Egypt next year. On company's expense!" I replied in an excited tone.

"Honey, that's great but your biological clock is ticking!"

I thought the kind of conversation I would only read in some typical chick-lit novels.

"I'm going to Turkey and Egypt! Isn't that a dream come true?" (Besides, the only Biology I know, I mean the subject, had stopped a long time ago)

"Don't you want to have someone who will take care of you like us, or maybe have a baby or two before your body won't allow you anymore?"

"This is Turkey and Egypt I'm talking about and I'm going there to write exclusively for my travel column,"

They all looked at me in puzzlement. Even the boys who I had expected more to not bring up such impolite questions didn't say anything to save me from being the prey of the girls having so-called perfect lives.

Thirdly, if may I add, nobody should bother to attend a school reunion at all, unless you come with extra baggage in the form of preferably a husband and kid(s). How boring!