Forever Young?

Last time I checked, 20 was not an age that is to be classed as old, at least not the kind of old which means walking up stairs reaks havoc with your knees.

So how come I feel like I should be admitted to hospital due to the absolute agony my body is in?
I am a month into my twenties, or twenteens as I prefer to call them, and I have been out 4 times between Monday and Friday.

Now, I'm of the mindset that would say that because I am only 20, I should be able to handle this no worries. But I woke up this morning, okay, this afternoon, and I honestly felt like I'd been hit by a bus.

I never understand this, all I do on a night out is dance or chat, not exactly cross country runs. And before you think it, it's not the alcohol, because I'm the biggest lightweight ever and I can't really knock it back without falling asleep, not very attractive.

And because of this, I've spent the majority of the day wasting away in bed with only the Hollyoaks and Neighbours Omnibus for company. I do hope my life is to take an exciting turn at some point.

Still, at least I woke up in bed, unlike these poor fellows.

Listening to: Kids in Glass Houses - Give Me What I Want