I'd say for about half the night we all reverted back to our old cliques and social circles. But instead of my group standing near the lockers in the rose garden, and the popular groups in the main quadrangle we were upstairs at a bar with a tiny area for buying drinks and a server who couldn't serve the drinks quick enough.
It was such a surreal feeling walking up the stairs. I just remember thinking to myself that I needed to latch on to someone I recognized and remembered as being friendly and then I needed to get a drink stat. Within about half a hour I had told some guy that I had a crush on him in year 9 but he just laughed it off, which thinking about it now, is a bit embarrassing.
We did start to mix and I didn't get horribly drunk and embarrass myself (previous crush revelation excluded), but a lot of people didn't show. I think only about half from our graduating class turned up, I'm guessing more will be attending the 20 year reunion and perhaps think enough time hasn't gone past?
Sadly the music was not late 90s/early 2000s specific, and we didn't get any spectacular dancing a la Romy and Michele's High School Reunion.
Now to the puppy portion of this post. The fosters have been far and few between due to having Mylo and Herbie who have extra attention since February of this year, but with Mylo on trial at my mum and dads place and we having officially adopted Herbie I figured I would dip my toes into the puppy foster world again. Napoleon is the white puppy and Tiger obviously the stripey one. They are apparently wolfhound x staffy x kelpie but to me the breed they mostly look like is staffy, short stocky fellows that they are. They are currently about 8 weeks old. I have forgotten how much mess and time they take up, OMG I am exhausted. Luckily they're pretty cute.
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