There is nothing like living in a college town surrounded by 18-21 year olds to make you feel old prematurely. It’s not so much the age I think as it is the place in life. I am married with a house, a baby and a “real” job. To the average college student that makes me old. I’m not quite sure why I still identify with being a college student when I graduated from college seven (!?) years ago. It may have something to do with the fact that I came to this town for school, married a local and then never left. My identity for this town is wrapped up in the school I suppose.
Don’t get me wrong, I love this town. I want to live here. We have good friends and it’s a nice place to raise our son. It is rather hot but I really should be used to that by now seeing as I’m from the South. A couple of weeks ago I was sitting in a meeting at work and had this overwhelming urge to get my nose pierced. I decided that I was an adult and I could do what I wanted including piercing my nose if I felt so inclined.
I didn’t actually do it, mainly because the older I have gotten the more of a wuss I have become with regard to physical pain. I’m not sure if the thought was some way of proving to myself that “I’m still young and hip even though I have a baby.” Which is ridiculous because of course I’m still young and I was never hip to begin with. :)
August 25, 2007 at 10:09 am |
Yes, after moving away from the college town, I feel more eyes on me. Once again, I am the young, almost cute girl. There is definitely more to Athens than the University of Georgia, and that is the part that belongs to you.
October 22, 2007 at 3:01 am |
Not only is there no God, but you try getting a plumber at weekends — Woody Allen