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I think that I began posting here in August 2001 when I was 19 and very bored at work (selling women's underwear at the time). Now I have officially left my youth behind as I turned 22 yesterday. However, this is not the jolly occasion it may seem.
I went out on Monday for a social drink which quickly decended into a binge drinking session. At about 11.30pm I became aware that I was only 21 (the zenith of life) for another 30 minutes. I used this time to guzzle down a few double Jack Daniels and "get off" with the closest willing girl. My memory of the rest of the night was spent being depressed, very drunk and avoiding said "girl" from earlier.
The following morning was not the best, I lay hung-over in my bed feeling very sorry for myself. My birthday gifts were made up entirely of cash, DVDs and boxer-shorts - it dawned on me that I will never recieve a BMX or wrestling figures ever again. My mate's informed me that I resembled a "puddle of regret".
After two bottles of Lucozade I got up, went for a curry with the boys and then went out to a club again. It seemed that every member of the female gender were much younger than me and I felt like a dirty pervert as I "accidently" eyed them up in their hot-pants. It didn't help that one girl who walked too close to me drinking "birthday cocktails" and got chatted-up, told me she was 15 (she looked older, honest)!
Narrowly avoiding the next few years in prison, I returned home, very drunk and seriously needing to release the curry from earlier.
Now, I realize that I'm not collecting my pension yet, but today's hang-over (which is truly awe inspiring) has made me consider that I might be getting old.
Why is God doing this to me?
I went out on Monday for a social drink which quickly decended into a binge drinking session. At about 11.30pm I became aware that I was only 21 (the zenith of life) for another 30 minutes. I used this time to guzzle down a few double Jack Daniels and "get off" with the closest willing girl. My memory of the rest of the night was spent being depressed, very drunk and avoiding said "girl" from earlier.
The following morning was not the best, I lay hung-over in my bed feeling very sorry for myself. My birthday gifts were made up entirely of cash, DVDs and boxer-shorts - it dawned on me that I will never recieve a BMX or wrestling figures ever again. My mate's informed me that I resembled a "puddle of regret".
After two bottles of Lucozade I got up, went for a curry with the boys and then went out to a club again. It seemed that every member of the female gender were much younger than me and I felt like a dirty pervert as I "accidently" eyed them up in their hot-pants. It didn't help that one girl who walked too close to me drinking "birthday cocktails" and got chatted-up, told me she was 15 (she looked older, honest)!
Narrowly avoiding the next few years in prison, I returned home, very drunk and seriously needing to release the curry from earlier.
Now, I realize that I'm not collecting my pension yet, but today's hang-over (which is truly awe inspiring) has made me consider that I might be getting old.
Why is God doing this to me?
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22 isn't old. 22 is sprightly and young.
someone please agree with me.
Don't think you will ever stop though.
I agree with you, although in Captainkirks case his inners have been battered for years!:eek2:
Only coz youre 22
um. shush now.
I agree!
No, really, I do.
And heh, old man. I'm 18 now. 18!! Aren't I old?
The last bit was meant for captain kirk.
Because you get to the age where all your mates have been with their partners for a good few years, and are getting engaged/married/buying houses/having babies and being all generally growned up. And no one ever wants to go out anymore. And even when once in a blue moon you do go out, you are surrounded by 18 year olds. And you have to go to work, and pay bills and be all responsible. And all of that makes you feel old
And nmo what ya mean about the younger women..... but your only as young as the woman your feeling!
Im still a big kid myself so dont think I'll ever grow old!
Its of to Tir Na Nóg for me