twiggy

Oh dear god, I feel old today. I went out for a couple of drinks with my wee sister who is 18. We met up with a bunch of her mates and did the pub quiz (which we won, 50 on the bar with, er, minimal cheating). So we ended up going to Elsps mates halls. Somewhere between sitting in gum (on a sofa, I mean, who leaves gum on a sofa?!) and being introduced to a guy who 'we all just call stumpy' I began to feel really really old. Too old to be drinking rum and ribena from a mug. Too old to be showing young people internet sensations they'd somehow missed and frankly too grumpy for breakfast being a liberated cheese sandwich. I used to think these things were all part of partying hard, and now im close to being a mum-like person, with my i like drinking with a not makeshift mixer and everyone looks at me if a question mentions an event which happened pre 1995! Ok, so it might not be time to grow up just yet but drinking with teenagers is a bit much to bare. Waking up at 7am when you only went to bed at 6.30 is also a bit on the rough side for me too . Im feeling a bit better about the redundancy, not great, ok in my heart still a bit gutted but I guess Im accepting that theres really fuck all I can do and dwelling on it won't help. anyway. im going to lie very still for a few hours.
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