Skipped my 5 year but went to my 10 year last year. It was fun to see how fat and ugly everyone else had become.
I'm looking forward to that in four years so much.
It's actually kinda sad.
I mean, I still felt good about it inside, but you could tell that some of that energy for life was gone in some.
I went to a really small school, so it was a small crowd. I talked to the 5 or 6 people I like, which happen to be the 5 or 6 I've stayed in touch with. Just exchanged brief small talk with the others...
Highlights:
"Oh, you're on your 2nd marriage? I'm so glad you finally found happiness!"
or
"When's your 3rd kid due? That's just great. The other 2 don't seem like absolute terrors, and who needs sleep anyways?"
or
"From what I hear Walmart is an amazing company to work for. They really take care of their employees!"