10 whole years...

We went up to the Gadsden/Southside area this weekend for Jeremy’s 10 year Class Reunion from Southside High School. The reunion was held at the Gadsden Activity Center and it was really nice. Jeremy had a good time catching up with old friends and introducing me to people that he has known for years, many of whom he had not seen since graduation. It was a really nice reunion, and it has gotten me so excited about going to mine next year. The people who organized the event had printed up nametags for the class members that showed their senior class picture on the tag. It was super helpful, especially for people like me who can remember faces, but I have no idea what your name is. Is that bad? I am so guilty of seeing someone in Wal-Mart that I graduated with, or just went to high school with, and when they walk up to me and say, “Hey Amy.” I just have to respond with a generic greeting such as, “Hey (insert long pause for me to try to figure out their name, which never comes to me)…..how are you doing?” I always feel like an idiot. So, I am starting a mission to figure out the names of everyone I went graduated with. Granted, this is going to involve a lot of studying my yearbook, and even more snooping on MySpace and Facebook. So Prattville High School Class of 1998 (all 400 of you)…get ready. I am going to know you when I see you next summer.

Jeremy and I also got into a conversation about cheers from our respective high schools. He seems to think that some of our PHS cheers were kinda stupid. What do you think? Imagine me singing this loudly and seriously out of tune.

P----R-A----T-T-V-I-L-L-E H-S--Oh yes-Cause we are the best. PRATTVILLE.

All you Lions out there know what I’m talking about. That was just about the best cheer ever. Jeremy, don’t be envious. We are the defending state champs, and I really think a lot of that can be chalked up to our cheering skills. You know I'm right!