Sunday, March 4, 2007

Growing Up

Does anyone else feel like their getting old? I'm only 23 and I've already lost interest in the going out, partying and bars lifestyle I was so adamant about only less than a year ago. I remember last winter break going to Brothers or Corner Bar with a bunch of friends almost every night of the week, and having no problems what-so-ever staying out til bar close only to wake up early for work the next morning.

I'm feeling old because of days like today, when waking up seemed the hardest task I could do. Last night I went to bed at 12:00am (what used to be early for me) and woke to my alarm blaring at 8:15, so why do I feel so drained? Going to bed late and waking up early used to be common place for me, so why is it so hard now?

Not only has sleep become a more necessary commodity, but I've seem to have lost my interest in doing the things I once got so much enjoyment out of. Rain or shine, it didn't matter what the weather was like, I would be out living it up. Now a little bit of a drizzle outside and I prefer the confines of a warm blanket and a good movie to keep me happy.

Is this just me maturing that I don't feel the need to go out to bars and hang out with big groups of friends anymore? Does anyone else feel like they're growing up too? Cause I gotta tell ya, at 23 I'm feeling a lot more like 32. I know growing up isn't a bad thing, but it is most definitely a scary realization when it happens. Are you as scared as I am or is it just me?

5 comments:

andrew said...

yea i know what you mean.. im at the old age of 24 and i can feel the pain every time i get up from a night out... it used to be that if i had to work at 10 the next morning that was fine.. now i dont go out if i have to work at 10 in the evening the next day.. it takes me forever to recover, but its prob due also to the fact that i get bombed beyond belief... hahahah getting old is lame, i wish i could stay right here for a couple more years but life goes on and we adapt to accept.

Michelle said...

I totally understand what you're talking about. My freshman year I used to go out until 5am and literally get up to go to an 8am class or work and be, hungover yes, but always ontime and surviving. Now I find myself waking up at 6am after getting home at 2am from the bars and choosing to skip work (even though I'm losing valuable money) and just laying in bed all day. On another note, it's okay to not want to go out at the slightest sign of rain or snow (or even on a normal day), it's called growing up, and it's a good thing.

Lindsey C said...

Unfortunately I have not hit that point in my life and my body and my bank account are suffering dearly. At the ripe old age of 22 I thought I would be settling down a little bit but that has not happened yet! I can't miss a damn thing so I find myself going out on week nights when I have homework or work or school the next morning and for some reason I can't grasp the concept of "only a few" because the only way I leave a bar is if the lights turn on...so, hopefully i will start to grow out of this stage because its wearing on me!

Dave said...

I'm weird about stuff like this. On the one hand, I'm only 21, but I have this weird mental complex where I automatically assume that everyone I meet is older than me. Like, I've met high schoolers I think are older than me. But I, too, have trouble staying up past midnight on a school night anymore. Freshman year I used to work until 2 am every night and then go to 8 am classes, but now that'd drive me crazy. Maybe when I start grad school in the fall I'll A) finally start feeling older and B) get used to not sleeping again.

James Carviou said...

I am now the age of 22 and I have really embraced growing up. Your activities may change a little and things definitely seem to continually get busier. It seems as though your relationships become more genuine. Even moreso I think I appreciate the people in my life more now than ever before. Just being with them is a good time and the expectations aren't as high as they once were. I just enjoy hanging out with people that know me for who I am and that is all that matters.