For the last few weeks, my sister has been raving about this bar she discovered in downtown Walnut Creek. So of course, one of the first free nights I had in the Bay Area, my sister took me to Crogan\\’s because it was karaoke night. Being back where I grew up gave me a very bad uncomfortable feeling that started growing in my chest.<\/p>\n
The moment I stepped in the bar, I almost wanted to turn around. I saw a group of girls I recognized from high school. It has been five years since I graduated yet the discomfort was still there. Even though I believed that I grew past that, I couldn\\’t help but feel slight bitterness as well the distaste left from rejection from five years ago. Even though they most likely didn\\’t recognize me since I definitely don\\’t look the same, I just felt their eyes going over me, criticizing, judging. But when I looked again, they weren\\’t. It was just me thinking.<\/p>\n
The blond girls. With their tiny tops. One I remembered received a regent scholarship to Berkeley but had it revoked. Another, the water polo popular group. They sang country. And I almost winced.<\/p>\n
I told myself that I won\\’t see them again. I guess I am still not ready for a reunion.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
For the last few weeks, my sister has been raving about this bar she discovered in downtown Walnut Creek. So of course, one of the first free nights I had in the Bay Area, my sister took me to Crogan\\’s … Continue reading