One Reunion I'll Never Forget

I've always been wanting to meet up with my highschool classmates/batchmates. Some of who I know and have been my friend through facebook and friendster tried to reach out and invited me to the first reunion held early this year, but I never had the guts to face them. It was maybe because of the trauma I had back in highschool. I was always like the odd man out, the unique one and the loner type. I had few friends that so few I didn't give myself a chance knowing and befriending other classmates/batchmates.
In my early years in highschool I've always been aloof and tried to perfect the art of invisibility. All I wanted to do back then is study and finish school immediately so I could go home, maybe because I wasn't used to the environment. At home, I hear neighbors screaming at the top of their lungs early in the morning, hearing ungodly words and curses. In school, you'll hear prayers each and every after subject, singing of my classmates during breaktime. At home, I do most of the housechores, at school, we concentrate on exams. It should be an enjoyable experience but for me, it was different. It's like living in two worlds at the same time.
I know at some point, some of my classmates did try to reach out, it's just me that won't take their hand and get to know them. I tried to burry my face infront of many books in the library instead of chitchating with them.
Another point I guess was our social status. Most of my classmates/batchmates are from the richest of Bulacan, some relatives of some known politician and next to kin of some known businessmen. I find it hard to enter their world as I come from a poor family with nothing to offer but simple friendship.
And after years of contemplating if I should attend a reunion if ever there will be one, I finally decided to attend this years' highschool reunion Christmas party. I must admit, it was fun, I thought at first they'll just not pay attention and would be the snobs that I have known back then but I was wrong. Some of them still know me and we're even happy I was there. Though I couldn't share stories of what happened to who and why, atleast I was there.
I finally proved to myself that I'm not that different from what they are, and now, I'm being my real self. That money is just secondary, happiness should always be my priority.
Thanks to Jeff for encouraging me to go and going with me as well. It was fun, I had fun and I'm hoping to attend the next parties/reunions that the batch will have.