Tonight

My Reunion is tonight. I don't know yet if I'm going. I do know this, I'm not eating or drinking a thing today, getting my hair cut, and might possibly be going shopping...I don't know if I'll have time!

Why I am putting myself though such torture when I could just go have a nice fun dinner with some new friends I've made, instead of drugging up old memories from 10+ years ago I don't know. But I kinda feel compelled. As if this is a part of maturing that I have to expierence. And there must be some people there I would like to see, right?