I'm Not Josie Grosie Anymore!

Guess where we're headed off to this weekend?

Rome?



Paris, maybe?



Sydney?


How about Petal, Mississippi?

Yes, the booming metropolis of Petal is our destination. Why Petal, Mississippi? (by the way, can't type Mississippi to save my life!)

Because that's where Joey spent his high school years. And yes, it's that time: 10 year high school reunion.

I don't know about you, but I wouldn't go back to high school if you paid me a million dollars. I guess it depends on your experience and situation, but that's just my thought. Awkward. Awkward is what comes to mind with high school. I think mine and Joey's experiences were slightly different. I just have this feeling.

This is what I'm thinking his experience might have been akin to...

At least this is what I'm imagining. This is what's in my mind for a cute, popular, star football player. Girls following him around and all. He swears this isn't true, but I'm not so sure.

And then there's my experience. Which, was a little different. In fact, if Joey and I would've met in high school it would have been more like this:

I've explained to Joey that this song is us played out in high school. That's me, minus the cute blond look and instead of a clarinet I had a literary criticism book. Oh and it didn't have that story book ending until nine years later.

Needless to say, boys were certainly not following me around in high school.

It's not surprising that Joey is looking forward to his reunion and seeing friends. But I have to say, I'm fighting a slight inferiority complex of hanging out with football players and cheerleaders. I'm wondering, if I'll be outed as the nerd that I am.

I know, this is completely ridiculous, but it sticks with you, ya know? Anyway, thank goodness it's cool to be a nerd these days, no? Or at least when you grown up! :)