I'm living my dream everyday.
Those were the days | Tuesday, August 16, 2011 @ 7:56 PM
I keep thinking times will never change
Keep on thinking things will always be the same
But when we leave this year we won't be coming back
No more hanging out cause we're on a different track
And if you got something that you need to say
You better say it right now cause you don't have another day
Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down
These memories are playing like a film without sound
And I keep thinking of that night in June
I didn't know much of love
But it came too soon
And there was me and you
And then we got real blue
Stay at home talking on the telephone
And we would get so excitedand we'd get so scared
Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair
And this is how it feels
Keep on thinking things will always be the same
But when we leave this year we won't be coming back
No more hanging out cause we're on a different track
And if you got something that you need to say
You better say it right now cause you don't have another day
Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down
These memories are playing like a film without sound
And I keep thinking of that night in June
I didn't know much of love
But it came too soon
And there was me and you
And then we got real blue
Stay at home talking on the telephone
And we would get so excitedand we'd get so scared
Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair
And this is how it feels
I can't believe that it's been nearly a year ago since these photos were taken at Alumbra. I have too many X-rated photos of us getting sloshed, behaving like clowns on the dancefloor and posing crazily for the camera - enough to send out the deadliest of all blackmails. Anyway, it was a fun night of mayhem and madness though I did feel a little regrettable after waking up with a hangover the next day.
I think I've changed a lot over the past year. Ask me to drink now and I'll reject you flatly, on behalf of my complexion, liver and wallet...and the list goes on. Maybe a sip or two of liquor is fine but nothing more. Yes, I'm on the fast track to becoming a full-fledged party pooper. Haha, not! I guess the company really matters. I'm willing to get sloshed again if I'm with the right company or for a worthy celebratory cause (GRADUATION!!!). I have no qualms about hitting a club, but not for the sake of getting tipsy or drunk. What I'm most unwilling to be is to find myself getting sloshed on a normal occasion. It's not my birthday and you want me drunk? Actually, if you get me drunk on my birthday, I'll be really mad at you. So if you're my friend, don't even think of dating me out to drink in celebration of my birthday. My ageing liver can't bear the consequences.
I don't know how frequent clubbers keep up with their unhealthy late-night habits. Sure, clubbing is a fun way to socialise. But is it the best way? My response is a firm no.
I, for, one think that having a meaningful conversation over a nice brunch on a slow and lazy afternoon is the best possible way for interaction. Even if food is left out of the equation, just having a meaningful conversation over green tea frap is nice. Well, I guess it's quite impossible to leave anything edible out of the equation when it comes to socialising if you're a Singaporean, unless you're doing sports with your friends, which I strongly approve of as a means of socialising.
Well think about it, shouting over deafening volumes on a jam-packed dancefloor becomes tiring after a few songs. Is it even possible to prolong a meaningful conversation when you're in an inebriated state? One moment you're talking about your life, the next moment, your favourite music gets aired and you're singing along to it.
If you need some kind of attention from the opposite sex, don't seek it at a club. You're seeking the wrong kind of attention if you're doing it at a club in your drunken and uninhibited state. I can't for the life of me understand why people would visit a club to look for a potential partner. I'd be rather embarrassed and reluctant to tell my kids that "I met your Dad at a club" if they ask. Well, I guess an attraction forms without warning. I'm sure there are couples who had their initial encounter at a club, and their r/s are still going strong. However, I still think that meeting the love of your life (cough) at a club isn't too ideal. It's quite worrying how the media portrays the nightlife and drinking as a form of socialising to youngsters in such a positive light. Haha, why must Ted's, Barney's and Marshall's favourite haunt be at THE PUB?
If you need some kind of attention from the opposite sex, don't seek it at a club. You're seeking the wrong kind of attention if you're doing it at a club in your drunken and uninhibited state. I can't for the life of me understand why people would visit a club to look for a potential partner. I'd be rather embarrassed and reluctant to tell my kids that "I met your Dad at a club" if they ask. Well, I guess an attraction forms without warning. I'm sure there are couples who had their initial encounter at a club, and their r/s are still going strong. However, I still think that meeting the love of your life (cough) at a club isn't too ideal. It's quite worrying how the media portrays the nightlife and drinking as a form of socialising to youngsters in such a positive light. Haha, why must Ted's, Barney's and Marshall's favourite haunt be at THE PUB?
I understand and respect that people drink for different reasons- some unfathomable to me, while most are considerably acceptable in my opinion. There's no wrong in being a social drinker, though I'd strongly discourage friends from having more than one drinking session in a week. The health nut in me disagrees with people who drown their sorrows in alcohol. Say whut? You mean you're going to wake up to find your problems solved after a night of partying? Even if you have to be an escapist...Don't turn to alcohol. You'll add to your growing list of woes. Think damaged liver and unnecessary expenses incurred from the drinks and cab fares.
At a time like this, I find myself wondering if age is indeed catching up with me. Probably? Maybe I'm just not the live-for-the-moment kinda girl anymore. From a reckless to a guarded sense of enthusiasm, I've found other ways to measure what my life is worth :)
P.S. I'm game to try Bulmers after a friend's recommendation for a light and fruity beer flavour! Is it really yummy?
♥ Serene
Labels: Daily Musings, Melbourne, Pensive Mood