For a long time, I have been a hater of MySpace, but now I'm about to become a sell out.

I graduated from Eastern Alamance High School in 1998. So, next year, 2008, I will be ten years removed from the Glory Daze. Having just gone to Kim's ten year reunion has gotten me to thinking about my own.

I've talked with a few friends from my graduating class and we began wondering if anyone was working on, or even thinking of working on, putting one together. So, I decided to look into it and if nothing had been done, I had planned to get the ball rolling. I got the number for our class president from a friend's mom. I called him, and left a message, but I haven't heard back.

Last night, Kim was on her myspace page updating her profile and whatnot, and I asked her to do a search for people from my high school and my graduating class. The search not only turned up like fifty people, but it also turned up a page dedicated to our ten year reunion.

So, now I want to know who is behind this page. I want to know who is doing what to organize this reunion. I want to be involved. The problem is, the only way I know of contacting the person responsible for the page is by leaving them a message on the page. Okay, so I'll just get Kim to leave a message on the page. Nope. You have to be a friend to leave a message, but Kim is not from the EHS c/o '98. It would be weird for her to ask to be a friend.

So... It seems like my hatin' days are over, and I am going to have to become a sell out and get a frickin' myspace account. I'll update you with my URL when I get one so you can request to be my friend.

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