As a general rule, I have come to the conclusion that the people I meet from my high school are nice to me in inverse proportion to how well we got on back then.
The old friends drift apart, and the people I barely knew greet me like the prodigal.
I used to get invlved in a number of high visibility projects at school - I wrote and starred in a comedy revue show a couple of times, and ran a spoof candidate in a school election once (as manager), so many people knew me but I didn't know them.
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Overhead, the Albatross hangs motionless upon the air,
And deep beneath the rolling waves,
In labyrinths of Coral Caves,
The Echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand;
And everthing is Green and Submarine
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