A school reunion

I went out for a school gathering last night. I hadn't seen most of them since we left school more than 15 years ago. I hadn't always been a stickler for reunions because of the fact that there is always something exciting waiting for me around the corner. Apart from some class girls that I meet on a regular basis, well, the rest is but a spot in my limited memory.
Anyway it was fun meeting up last night, despite the poor showing. There are always people who couldn't make it at the last minute. there were endless laughter, poking fun at each others. 7 of us were there, not all of us are from the same class but we all were or are connected in some way.
There was this particular girl whom I shall named R. We were from the same primary school and then went on to the same secondary. I remember I have never been particularly fond of her as there is always this nagging feeling I have about her. I felt and still feel that she likes to observe people and then stored it away in her mind, waiting for a chance to make a person feel or look bad or felt small. Apparition is what I would describe her as. And using every single chance to haunt others. True enough, she ask me about a friend LS whom I had since lost contact, what we had quarrelled about in our youth. Was it over some photos or? I was stumped for a while not because I have nothing to answer but the thing was I never remembered having a confrontation with LS. The only thing I remember was she likes this boy in my class and I ended up dating him. I admitted to that misjudgement on my part though. I must have scarred that poor friend of mine. But I did confessed to her myself as I did not want her to learn of the news through others. She bursted into tears and I was flabbergasted. I hadn't thought of that. She hanged up on me. And shortly not too long later, some other people confronted me. We made peace after a while but of course, our friendship was never the same. It was a mistake. But theat was a part of youth isn't it? We all learn from mistakes, I hope.
Anyway this lost friend of ours, had never quite forgiven me, I supposed. R was saying she was all the while, pretty weird. Not wanting to joined them in their yearly gathering. She had insisted not to be tagged in FB as it would result in her students and colleagues knowing where she was from! She is now a teacher.I find that truly amazing. I mean, isn't it part of a person's identity? And does a person truly get penalised on where she is from? Well, I don't feel that way. Why would she want to wipe that memory away and does coming from that particular school makes her a lesser person? And amazingly, she had changed her english name too, she now goes by the name GT. Why would she feel ashamed of the fact that she was from there? So given a chance, she would like to wipe her slate clean? But that would mean denying herself and all of us whom had gone to school with. So what if we are judged constantly? It would only truly matter only when she looks down on herself and can't get over the fact she was once there, as a student. Well, GET OVER IT! YOU CANNOT CHANGE THE FACTS THAT YOU DO NOT LIKE OR FELT ASHAMED OF! So here's to you, my school. TIONG BAHRU SECONDARY SCHOOL.