Last night was a friend from high school's 21st birthday. She was a year behind my friends and I, but we all took her mom's AP English class our Junior and Senior year so we became friends by association. Anyways all we ever seemed to talk about during dinner and at the bar was high school and gossip about who's been through what. I'm just sitting there drinking and smoking and thinking to myself... "fuck can we please shut up about high school already, it was four years ago, I didn't give two shits about these people we're talking about then and I could care less now". Any attempt I made to steer the conversation away from high school got me scolded at for "ruining nostalgia" so I just gave up, told them I had to piss, and then left out the back.
I'm probably going to hear about it today, but I think I was in the right because anymore of that torture and it would have been self-harm.
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