i’m NOT in college and when i was i wasn’t like this

Date February 16, 2009

I’m not cool.  I go to bed by 9:00.  I wake up at 7:00 with no alarm clock.  I consider jeans and a t-shirt formal wear. 

And I don’t go out.  Ever. 

Except for Friday night when one of the women in my adult English class invited me over for dinner and I went even though she was confident I would “back out” (phrasal verb of the week). 

I stayed until midnight.

And then there was Saturday when I actually left my apartment and went to a bar(ish) that has the best view in the city at 3:00 in the afternoon.  The man behind the counter played Van Halen. 

And “Right Then” (it was “Right Now” then thus making it “Right Then” now) I got so excited I nearly peed myself.  “Right Then” (now) was followed by Tracy Chapman’s “Fast Car” to which I danced shamelessly.  Just like Ada and I did in high school and I wanted to cry, but I didn’t.

I was home in my pjs by 6:30 and lovin’ life. 

Until Jill called at 6:45 and wanted to go to dinner at the pizza place around the corner.  I said “um, okay” because I love her that much.  And the pizza’s awesome.

As I walked out the door, the nephew of the woman that invited me to the dinner on Friday that I didn’t back out of called. 

“Um, yeah.  Jill and I are going to Pizza y Pasta.  Sure.  Uh huh.  Yeah.  Okay.  See you there.”

And he came and it was fun and we laughed a lot.

Then, I went with him to sit at a table in another bar (no “ish” it was SO a bar) where we talked and laughed and danced until 3:00.  That’d be 3 o’clock in the A. frickin’ M.  And I didn’t even hate it.

Until I woke up promptly at 7:00 (in the A. frickin’ M.) on Sunday, didn’t take a nap all day, went to bed at 11:00 (what the?) and woke up for a run at 5:00. 

What the heck is wrong with me?!  I like NOT having a life so much better. 

And, no, to all of you ángelitos who worry about my future.  I don’t like the boy.  No, he’s not a prospect, and if he was I’d announce it here so that you could stand and applaud.  I promise.

But he’s not.  He’s just really, really funny.

And all I am is really, really sleepy.

6 Responses to “i’m NOT in college and when i was i wasn’t like this”

  1. Blake said:

    Maybe you’re getting practice. Because once you get married you want to stay up and talk and all that stuff. But then when you have kid(s) you get to stay up and walk the baby or change wet sheets out of beds with sleepy 3 year olds. And naps? I probably get about 2 naps a year. That’s the truth. I could probably force a few more here and there. But it’s reality for me.

  2. Dani said:

    Too funny.. I was about to type Emily’s got a boyfriend… and all that K I S S I N G in the tree stuff, then I read that you aren’t interested haha!

    Glad you enjoyed yourself!

  3. Summer said:

    I’m so impressed! Like you, even in college I was a morning person. My only claim to fame is one night in Paris that I stayed up all night. Me. The girl who turns into a very mean lady without her sleep. If I haven’t told you that story yet, you’ll definitely be amused.

  4. Lindsay Nash said:

    I say the same thing. I’m such a lammo. But I’ve had MULTIPLE can you believe it MULTIPLE 3 a.m. nights here. And I didn’t even have those in my wildest college days. I feel that Brent would be so proud of my partying here. I bet he’s proud of you too!

  5. Deanna said:

    I’m right there with you Emily! My 2 year old can stay up later than me!

  6. Lou said:

    Chaulk it up to fun days and memories made. You don’t (dare say couldn’t) do it all the time so just enjoy it when it does come along. Sounds like you had a blast!

    BTW – remember the comment I made yesterday!