This weekend I essentially got in a time machine and went back to 2007. I woke up Sunday morning in a twin bed in a dorm room scattered with Nattie Lights (which apparently someone bought for nostalgic reasons..??), to music blaring and a throbbing headache. Because 5 year college reunions are the perfect place to act like you’re 19 all over again.
On Friday we went down to Richmond, Virginia for N’s 5 year college reunion. I was going to post something about how “oh my gosh it’s been 5 years” or “nothing has changed but everything has changed” but then we just had too much freaking fun and I really can’t believe how much it was just like being in college again (only at a college I didn’t go to).
What’s pretty amusing about putting lots of 27-year-old guys back in their dorm rooms is that they instantly revert back to the good ole’ days.
Suddenly you look around and there is a packed dorm room with blaring music and everyone is dancing and you realize that there is a doctor (like a real freaking doctor) holding the beer bong, there’s a CEO turning up the Top Gun soundtrack, a lawyer is attempting to climb up through a ceiling tile (?), and the girl who works at a children’s hospital has turned in to a bit of a noodle (oh wait, that was me).
Then someone interrupts the raging dance party to yell – COPS. Everyone shushes and laughs and then keeps dancing. Because you know what? Campus police are way nicer to drunk 27 year olds in dorms than they are to 19 year olds. One quick “hey guys, can you turn down the music a bit?” and we just kept on going.
And suddenly it occurs to you….HAHA WHO LET US BE GROWN UPS?!
p.s. I realize that it’s mid-day Tuesday and I’m just now talking about the weekend but hey, I’m not 19 anymore and Monday was brutal.