Pass
March 21, 2008Posted by edcel in high school.
High school classmates texted me, saying they wanted to meet up. I was contemplating if I should join them or not. I don’t know really, I’ve become afraid of seeing them and how they would react. Not that I have anything to brag about nor do I have a lot to criticize. It’s just constitutes maybe to my low self-esteem; am I that self-conscious? I don’t even have the right to feel this way as I am the one who has gotten a decent job despite not having a college degree yet. But I don’t know, I don’t want to go back and talk about the old times; since it makes me depressed all the more, knowing that I don’t like what I’ve become. Especially since I don’t want to picture myself of saying things I never want to say, because I’ll be too drunk to care. To think about the hangover I’ll be getting the next day.
So I resulted to texting them, saying I was doing Overtime at work; and I have to pass this one up. White lie, ed.
