As much as I hate to admit it, I think I’m now at old fart. It’s time to hang those dancing shoes and just be nostalgic about the hey-days where I could party 4 times a week plus still able to make it to work/school the next day in one piece. Those are the good ol’days and it should remain as a memory, not to be repeated.
Why the sudden outburst? The Man just turned another year older. Reflecting on his glory days, he shoved his mobile showing me an article he read before blowing out his candle.
Brilliant article by Ryan O’Connell that just hit the sweet spot. I was left speechless as it is oh-so-true! Go on, have a read and if you were partying just as I did for close to a decade, you may just relate to this too.
7 Signs You Can’t Party As Much As You Used To
1. There was a period of time in your life when every night out seemed to end at 4 a.m. no matter what. It wasn’t seen as being a big deal either. Like, duh, of course you’re not going to go home till the bars close. Is there an alternative? Also, you had endless amounts of energy. You were never tired and even if you were, you could always power through it. You never surrendered to fatigue, are you kidding? Now, when you think of those nights, you immediately get flashbacks of a hangover and think, “How did I do that? Also, how did my party mentality change so quickly? I thought my thirties were my time to be a grandma, not 26.”
2. You’re picky about the kind of alcohol you drink. Recently, I was at a house party and I saw some dude just take giant swigs of whiskey out of a bottle. When I turned to my friend, I asked her, “Um, what is that guy doing?” and she responded, “Oh, he’s 21,” which explained everything. One of the major differences in drinking at 21 versus, well, any other subsequent age is that you actually have had time to find alcohol you enjoy. Since you can’t possibly get wasted every time you drink, you have to stick to what you like. Today I don’t venture much outside of wine. In the summer, I’ll drink margaritas and in the winter, I’ll have hot toddies but that’s about as adventurous I’ll go. If I must, I’ll get a gin and a tonic because, for some reason, I can’t seem to ever get drunk off of them so it’s a safe choice. Plus, I like that gin tastes like you’re licking a battery. Oops!
3. You drink more often than you did in college but you have less amounts. So, for example, in college I probably drank two to three nights a week but when I did, I would get WASTED. Like, puking in my apartment at 6 a.m. and losing my underwear wasted. Now, I probably drink five nights a week but I usually only have one or two drinks. I used to make fun of people who came home after a long day at work and were like, “I need to have a glass of wine to take the edge off!” but now I totally get it. Having one glass of wine just makes you feel normal again, which is sort of #dark but real nonetheless.
4. Again, seriously, nothing makes it more resoundingly clear that you can’t party like you used to than drinking with anyone who’s 21 or younger. You think you’re cool, you think you can hang, and then you spend some time with a college student and realize that you’re a fucking wimp when it comes to boozing — which, I mean, thank God. As fun as it was to be a borderline alcoholic for four years, it was also incredibly painful physically, emotionally, and occasionally sexually.
5. You seriously start to worry about your looks. When a friend asks you why you can’t come to an all-night rager, you simply send them a picture of Lindsay Lohan circa today and write, “Because I don’t want this to happen to me.”
6. Part of the reason why you went out so much and partied was because you suffered from Fear Of Missing Out or, as some people like to call it, F.O.M.O. As you get older, however, you realize that the only thing you miss out on after 2 a.m. is someone calling their coke dealer and a woman in a cupcake dress with smeared eye makeup crying in the bathroom.
7. You have hangovers that are sort of unreal. It didn’t used to be this bad but now whenever you have four or five drinks, you can pretty much guarantee that the next day is going to be entirely deleted. It used to be fun spending your entire day in bed hungover watching Netflix and ordering Seamless but now it’s just depressing. To feel better, you’ll sit in the shower for an inordinate amount of time and let the water wash over you, feeling like a total screw up. It’s a steep price to pay for one night of so-called fun.
Article written by Ryan O’Connell and available here at Thought Catalog
PS: Prior to wanting posting this, my male cousins whom I partied with when I was younger started a What’s App group chat asking me to join them for Mambo Jumbo next Wednesday. I laughed and just turned down the invitation flatly.
Been going through a little green-eyed monster and envy phase of late. Not that I want to, but I guess it’s only human nature to always look at the other side of the fence and see that it’s so much greener than the one that I’m currently on.
Just got back from a business trip in Bangkok where we laid our plans and strategies amongst our teams. It’s full steam ahead for this year with back-to-back projects, sounds exciting but also daunting.
Our programme over the 2 days were pretty packed with only 1 to 2 free hours in between to spare. Had initial plans to extend my trip but decided against it. Thank goodness for it turns out I have an event to manage over this weekend. Funnily, even with the 1 – 2 spare hours, I did manage to hit one mall but walked away with nothing. Guess I just didn’t feel like shopping.
But there will always be room for Mango Sticky Rice. It’s amongst my must-eats when I head to Thailand and this time is no different. The Thai team hosted dinner for us at 
Loads of ‘Keep Calm’ quotes been floating around cyber-space but this ranks as one of the top quotes that the Man likes. I wonder why… Keep calm people.. it’s Wednesday!
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