You'd Never Guess That I'm 32

I am the most immature 32 year old I know.

I watch commercials and shows where people are in their 30s and they have it together, smiling, beautiful, etc.. And then I think, 'I'm nowhere near them. What's wrong with me?'

So Ryan and I are together now since last week or two weeks ago (I'm not really paying that much attention), and he had a party on Saturday with all his friends. His friends are mostly guys (a few random girlfriends or dates here and there pop up), and then there's me. I'm the oldes of the group, and that's fine. I don't mind not drinking so people can have rides, being somewhat responsible, shooing everyone out of the bar after last call, etc... But then, there's the other retarded side of me.

On Saturday one of the guys brought his girlfriend of many years that I've never met. She works in a restaurant so she's never around on the weekendds. She said 'How long have you and Ryan been together?' I gulped and said 'Um..maybe a week?' HA!!HA!! What a stupid answer. I didn't know what to say. I did tell her that we've known each other for a long time, and I have hung out with the guys more than a time or two. Good thing she was getting drunk or she really would have thought I was pathetic.

Oh, and I told Ryan that he has to invite me on a date where his roommates are NOT. I like them and all, but some alone time would be nice. Again, who asks for someone to take them on a date? HA!!HA!! Geez.