Coupled. That Couple
A few weeks ago, one of mine and Matt’sclose friends moved out of town to go live back home. And we’ve recently found out that she’s been coming back to town on weekends without telling us. We were worried for a bit, wondering if she was mad at us and what we could have done to cause it. Well, our worst fears were confirmed. Her best friend told us that she doesn’t tell us when she’s coming back to Austin because we’ve become THAT couple.
You know who that couple is. The two people that none of their friends want to hang out with; the ones that everyone assumes are different and don’t want to do fun things anymore. They’re the couple that has been tagged old and boring. Basically, if you’re THAT couple, your friends see you as mom and dad.
To this girl, we’re the lame old people who would rather bake cookies and play Scrabble than hang out with our friends.
And that both shocks and offends me.
I am not boring, nor am I a fuddy-duddy! Yeah, I am in bed by midnight and I bake casseroles for dinner, but I also go to parties on weekends and still dream of going to Hollywood when I graduate. I may have an almost 3-year-old relationship, but I am still a 21-year-old female and, dang it, I still act like one!
We had THAT couple at my high school. They’d dated since freshman year and, big surprise, they’re engaged now. These two were essentially playing house all through high school. They actually went antiquing senior year! They were horrible to be around because the girl would always try to give everyone motherly advice, and the guy was whipped. And now my “friends” think Matt and I are just like them? It’s appalling and infuriating.
While I know this is a bit of a big fuss over one person’s opinion, part of me sees it as a big thing. I want to be the best girlfriend I can be, but I also want to be the best friend I can be. And I thought I was doing it all well. Now that I think about it (read: now that I’ve been forced to think about it) I realize my balancing act between my friends and my boyfriend has been a bit out of whack lately, but that’s because with school and all, Matt was feeling a bit neglected. Just because I devote time to my boyfriend doesn’t give my friends the right to call me boring and no fun behind my back.
But I have to get over it. I may have been too busy to be “fun” lately, but I know deep down that I have my priorities in order. If this friend doesn’t agree, well, she can go out and party with other people; she probably wasn’t that great a friend to begin with. If she were, she’d know that Matt and I are not THAT couple.