We were discussing ages while standing in the throw-me line in jujitsu earlier. Navy Vanessa (turned out she was Navy, not Air Force) said she’s gonna be 25 next Wednesday. I said, “Hey, you’re an insomiac. We should go out for drinks after jujitsu on Wednesday and celebrate your birthday!” Her eyes lit up. And then I just started inviting people. All of a sudden I was the girl who’s throwing some cool event that everyone wants to be a part of, and I didn’t even get Vanessa’s okay first. It even got to the point where Josh said discreetly that maybe we should talk about this with a more selective crowd of people around instead of making it seem like such an open invite to every stranger out there.

How presumptuous am I? But I can’t help thinking that if I were more like this in high school — more charismatic, more confident in my social acceptance — I would’ve been a hell of a lot more popular. Oh well, I had the childhood I had for a reason, and it made me who I am now, which I wouldn’t trade.