• http://www.chadcrowell.com Chad’s Favorite Bridesmaid

    Sorry Beezerie Boy, gotta paraphrase…

    -Being a bit improved over 10 years since you last saw most of these people: $15
    -Getting roped into helping plan the 10 year reunion by one of your oldest friends, who ends up backing out of the planning herself: -$35
    -Getting to the damn reunion, after suffering through controversy, gossip, & the petty crap you no longer deal w/on a daily basis but was the foundation of your existence in high school, to find out your arch-enemy almost didn’t come to the reunion because she was AFRAID of you…& actually TOLD you that: PRICELESS

    You MUST go…if just for the precious blog.

  • yo

    holy jebus . . . enough with the pseudo mastercard commercial blurbs . . .
    dooce – GO TO YOUR REUNION. it’s every girl’s dream to go with her lovely man and the kick-ass cheakbones she always possessed, sans the 50 pounds that most others have put on.

  • http://www.thefalseidol.com/herhighnessness Her Highnessness

    Virgins had clubs? Wow.

    Have 2 years to go until the reunion. Ick.

  • embarrassment

    ugh. I’m still wearing a padded bra, and I am only one year behind you.

  • pinky

    My senior quote was from the movie “Scrooged”, and it was spoken by Bill Murray, inimitably:
    “You don’t know who you are, you don’t know what you want, and you don’t know what the hell you’re doing!”

  • http://www.livejournal.com/users/hyker Brandon

    Quote: “Minutes before she boarded her train of thought, she realized she was at the wrong station.”

    -Lame-

    At my talent show my friends and I pretended to be an All-Deaf rock and roll band who had forgotten to plug in their instruments (I’m pretty sure there’s a special spot in Hell for that one). AND THEN as if that wasn’t bad enough I sang “Ship of Fools” by Robert Plant and attempted to play the bass. I gave up half way through the song and just kept singing.

    I graduated overseas so I thought I had a very convenient excuse for missing my 10 year reunion. Turns out they had it at DisneyWorld and my only excuse was that I was too poor to actually go. Well that and I had only just graduated from college and didn’t want to explain why it had taken 9 years to graduate.

  • Brian

    re: V.
    my freshmen year in college was punctuated by the hit OPP by Naughty by Nature. We bastardized it to CBOPPC for Celibate By Other People’s Choice. became a bit of a rallying cry for us.

  • http://www.unapologetics.org nessa

    a. my school’s yearbook didn’t include senior quotes.

    b. our song was sarah maclachlan’s “i will remember you” (because I graduated in ’98).

    c. i’m actually looking forward to my reunion. my fiance and i were friends in highschool, but didn’t start dating till last year. it’ll be fun to see everyone’s reaction to us married with kids. is that wrong?

  • http://march.swifting.com david

    my 10 year reunion is this year as well…

    only i don’t think that anyone from my high school knows that i even exist anymore. but for like, one friend.

    and she’s in japan.

  • zchamu

    Hah. Did The Rose thing as well and thought I was teh shiznit.

    Are you now the kind of person you would have been horrified to think you were going to be at 27, at 18?

    Good.

  • http://www.nothing.com KROTCHBAT

    THEN DON’T GO!

  • http://www.helenjane.com helenjane

    i lost my chance to skip out of the ten year reunion in a pool game.

    ninety three
    ninety three

    ninety ninety
    ninety ninety

    ninety three.

  • http://misspriss.org/weblog/ Cyberangel

    I grew up in a very small town & knew most of the people/families my entire life. Bible belt, which sounds like it was similar to schools in Utah, from your description.

    Yes, I went to my 10-yr reunion last August. And I had a good time. Order any alcoholic beverage & they’ll realize you’re not the same person you were back then. Well, it worked for me, anyway. I think I enjoyed the shock factor more than anything else.

    That, and I looked damn good. ;-)

    Becky

  • Alex The Male

    I would hate to go anyplace where someone might brag about being a cop.

  • http://convivial.blogspot.com Heather #2

    Wha’s up Ariel and Dooce! Class a ’93 in da house! (See, if I had said “in the hizzy for shizzy”, that would so not be class of ’93.)

    Dooce, I just wanted you to know that my first thought upon arriving at the above picture was all about “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off”.

  • http://don'thavethetimetokeeponegoing Ren

    So you got all growed up and drink whiskey now so this makes you more refined than your younger and perhaps naive, but at least smart enough to be sober self? Congrats with a big helping of sarcasm from someone who graduated 6 years before, thought Reagan was the anti-christ, tromped around with Youth for Peace, and drank and played around with drugs, and was not a virgin… then grew up, cleaned up, realized God actually does exist, and liberals have little self respect and even less for others.

  • so fucking impressed

    ren is a prophet who has shown me the light of my ways. i’m glad he’s smart enough to know what a big fat difference a few lines of insulting condescending comments on a blog can do to change people’s political views.

    praise jebus.

  • http://lawver.net Kevin

    Ouch. Thanks for the memories. As a fellow member of the class of ’93, and a member of the V Club (it was a great way to meet chicks… virgins made the best kissers), I salute you! I haven’t heard anything about my tenth, and I’m happy as could be about that.

  • El Guapo

    I think you ought to go. Nothing like sticking your hand in the garbage disposal to help you conquer your fear of sticking your hand in the garbage disposal. The remarkable change in your worldview and lifestyle since H.S. will make you intriguing. Your wit and self-deprecating (and defacating as well) humor will make you irresistable. Having attended my Class of ’92 reunion this fall, I would say it is worth going if you are genuinely interested in other people, but a waste of time if you have an agenda of self-promotion or defense. I suspect your self-confidence is sufficient. At least outing your ex-Mormon self to the flock is a good way to exorcise the lingering demons of shame over what that game-faced, flaxen-haired, chastity-clubbing, overachiever said and did and thought once upon a time.

  • http://www.itchtobitch.com Elle

    Okay, I’m feeling really old (and slutty). Not only did I graduate high school in 1984 (!), but a club for virgins was not even considered in my school. You’ve got to pass the time some how in Small Town, Louisiana.

  • http://convivial.blogspot.com Heather #2

    On the serious tip: Ren, if you have found God then I would suggest your comments should reflect such. Perhaps there are some non-believers struggling, searching, trying to find a fulfillment in their spiritual life. Maybe you should offer your opinions such that those people are swayed toward God and not away from Him? Maybe a hint of humbleness and peacefulness? Maybe your comments could reflect a spirit that draws others towards you and whatever “makes” you that way? I imagine many people run away, screaming, from any religious affiliation because of the outspoken, condescending pricks who stand up with malice in their speech, claiming all of their thoughts, ideas, and statements are worthy because they are God-fearing, God-loving, God-spouting individuals. You are an individual, but I don’t see any part of God in your words. I do not see the love – only hate.

    (Ahem. Stepping down from the soapbox now.)

  • http://notsograceful.blogspot.com anna jr.

    gosh – REN made me want to go to church and quit being so liberal – i mean, i am clearly only hurting my (godless) self and others.

    dooce – my suggestion about your reunion is to go – but only if the venue stocks absolut kurant.

    i’m sure your old classmates would all love a little background music for their screeching re-introductions – and ‘believe’ is the perfect song.

    don’t you think?

  • http://shotwise.com shotwise

    “Is that the stars in the sky, or is it raining far from now? Will it burn me if I touch the sun, so big, so round?” Never again.

  • http://www.lugnet.com The Inmate

    To The Husband:
    Hey dude, don’t look at me. I’m not the one having dreams with your wife in ‘em.

    Oh, and then having the gall to label it “humorous”.

    Nevertheless, I’m gonna take your comment as complimentary.

  • http://www.evolution.com The Inmate

    I’m sorry but I just have to say this:

    Picture virgins with clubs some 30,000 years ago.

    We could have become extinct.

  • http://www.unapologetics.org nessa

    well said heather #2. i’ve always believed in teach by example. not shouting or fear.

  • http://kuinileti.diaryland.com Mal

    Class of ’93 here, too… also a Utah high school.

    Parallels too scary to be brought to light.

  • http://www.line-noise.com K

    All right, I’m actually not commenting on the post (I’m sorry to utilize this forum for something else) but I’m rallying for help.

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  • tommy

    to the other tommy:

    no way am i talking shit about the Replacements. there just wasn’t anything indie about them in ’93.

  • http://www.digitalcatharsis.com the mighty jimbo

    wow, ren. that’s a whole lot of anger you have there. i’m cool with critics, but it seems like an inordinate amount of emotion to be directed at someone who is merely writing funny stories about her life.
    joy is in the journey friend. her journey is simply different than yours.

    besides, it’s not like she is making really offensive comments anyway. like swearing or making jokes about god, or bukkake, or mormons, or bodily functions, or family, or dog sperm…

    hey! wait a minute…damn you dooce. i’m offended!

  • Len

    My, my, the condemnation of Ren is astounding. Everyone can trounce upon and vitiate the likes of Rush Limbaugh and Dan Quayle, but turn the criticism onto liberals and suddenly you hear cries of “intolerance” and “meanness”.

    Well, cry me a river.

  • http://www.forml.com Paul

    I would love to go back and redo my senior year. This time I would pay more attention in physics class and make less bongs on pottery class. But it would still Rock.

  • http://n/a Men

    I think Len is Ren.

    Same yen, same pen.

  • http://www.cyberspacerendezvous.com/blog Jenna

    in junior high school i (was forced to) attend the talent contest. yup, some tall thin girl with long wavy hair sand “The Rose”. however, in high school I did like bill clinton…and pink floyd.

  • http://convivial.blogspot.com Heather #2

    Ren/Len/Pen, whatever your name. I think the what you’re seeing is people jumping up in defense of your attacks. It is obvious that more than one person viewed your comment as a personal attack rather than a personal opinion. This forum happily accepts criticism in all forms, from all sides of the political/religious/sexual orientation fence, but we unite in abhorance of personal attacks. Leave a comment that simply reflects your opinion, leave the fucking nastiness out, and you’ll not hear a peep from us.

  • kath

    Wow — “liberals have little self respect and even less for others” — I had no idea I was such a bad person. I think I’ll go shoot myself.

  • exsouthern babtist

    Bravo and Touche’ to Heather #2, Nessa, and everyone else. Good commentary.

  • http://qualitypeoples.com Chizantski

    i’m so totally not above name calling. Ren/Len is idiot. nuff said.

    OK. in highschool, i didn’t look nearly as mature or old as dooce does. In my senior picture i look like a was a freshmen. My senior quotes were from the beastie boys and the stone roses. and this was ’93. i was a huge nerd back then. i must be a nerd now. geez, i’m screwed.

  • Natasha

    The sad part is, Ren/Len/Pen sounds just like my conservative, pseudo-religious brother: he refers to nearly opinion I have as “liberal un-Christian bullshit.” It’s nice to know that all of a sudden, the general consensus from the right-wing side is that all liberals are “un-Christian” or, in the case of Pen/Len/whateverthefuck, don’t have God in their lives at all.

  • Lisa

    Who gives a fuck what other people think. That goes for much of what I have read right here. If you feel you would like to go, then go. Just don’t let other people hurt your feelings or make you feel bad for who you’ve become. I am still trying to master this attitude….

    Heather#2- Thanks for saying what I was thinking. That rocked.

  • Prince Michael II (Blanket) Jackson

    You’re not wearing a necklace in this photo. Did you swallow it?

  • http://asif Ren

    I have no idea who Len is (unless it’s the Len I knew back in my less than stellar high school days who dated a friend). Thanks just the same for associating me with him (her? Lenora? Lenisha?).

    When someone puts their thoughts out on display for the ENTIRE WORLD online and allows comments, there’s no law indicating I can’t comment on their incongruent comments – or that you can’t comment on my comments. Love your double standards. And for those who think that’s not a lovely representation of God. There’s more than a few words allegedly from God several books (not just Christian ones) that point out errors people make. Sorry, He (She?) is probably not the “only full of love and okay with every little thing we do” God that we’d all love to condone our every whim.

    “Dooce” can do whatever she wants and God bless ‘er for it. May God also help anyone who could possibly state she might not be as enlightened as she thinks now.

    We all do stupid things when we are young. We also had some valid beliefs and actions. To throw the proverbial baby out with the bathwater and throw out everything we did and believed isn’t exactly progress. Maybe I should have made just one statement. Okay, here it is: Find a middle ground.

  • http://www.unapologetics.org nessa

    ren – i think you make valid points, however, it’s hard to take you seriously (and non-hypocritically) when you won’t supply an email or website. there’s a certain comfort in posting anonymous comments…

    oh, and in my eyes, god is whatever you want them to be. [for the sake of full disclosure, i am actually a practicing catholic and VERY liberal]

  • http://www.sourbob.com/ sourbob

    This is why I never say anything one way or the other about politics or religion on my site. I find these arguments to be the least interesting thing in the entire world.

  • http://darsella@hotmail.com darsella

    i agree with sourbob. insomniacs around the web could be cured by the len/ren banter.

    but back to the issue at hand: dooce, i would go. i had the same fear of reliving senior year as you, but my reunion turned out to be good… with the exception of a bad photographer who spent way too much time trying to get 300 of us in ONE photo… there were many pleasant surprises, like steve, who wore unquestionable floods and glasses like coke bottles in high school, who walked into the reunion looking fabulous, complete with a knockout on his arm, now the youngest partner at the #1 law firm in chicago.

    besides, if you hate the reunion, you can leave. at the very least it will be fodder for storytelling.

  • http://shelleylloyd.net/weblog/index.html Shelley

    Everything you’ve written makes me think that I really would want to meet you again ten years after high school. I don’t think I know anyone who regrets attending their ten-year. I certainly don’t. Some of it is like opening up the curtains in a dark room and finding out that there really aren’t ghosts in there. People are much more human than we imagined them to be. Plus, think of how psyched those fools would be to find out about your most excellent website.

  • http://www.brettlamb.com blamb

    Going to my 10-year was a painfully dull but useful experience. It was like being back in high school for an afternoon, and being dunked into that icy cold bucket of perspective gave me a good sense how much the past was the past. And now I’ll never be tempted to go to another!

  • Janna

    Darsella said: “…trying to get 300 of us in ONE photo…” Dude, three hundred? What would I give for that number in my class. I haven’t graduated yet (class of 2004) and I dread the ceremony; with over 1,200 people it will last over five hours. They don’t even try for pictures.

    Dooce, Your website is great and it makes me relieved to think of how different I will look eleven years from now. Thanks.

  • http://zchannie.blogspot.com zchamu

    Inspired by this entry, I just went back and looked at my high school photos. Jeeebus. Bad hair. Bad makeup. Overdone everything from a desire to stand out as “wierd” and “different”, when inside all I really wantd was to somehow figure out how the hell to fit in. Ahhh. The past. Byebye.

  • garrett@untopia.com

    Not that I can add anything, as so much has already been said, but…
    Oh My. I knew a few people like your former high school self, and it’s kinda weird to imagine that they could have turned out as cool as you seem to be (through the bits I’ve read on your site, at least).
    I’ve always told myself I would avoid high school reunions, but I might possibly go to the 10th. Wouldn’t it be an entertaining way to spend a couple of hours, finding out what happened to all those people stuck back in the history of your mind?