Killop: The Older I Get The Trashier I Become

The Older I Get The Trashier I Become

28 Feb 2019 at 05:26am
There was a time when I believed I had left all my immature, freshman-like behavior in the dorms along with wearing slippers to breakfast and thinking gourmet cooking was done on a George Foreman. But once in awhile I will surprise myself by asking "what the hell did I do last night!?" just like the days of my stupid youth.

I had been on a good-girl streak this year. Apparently moving to the city kept me in check with avoiding seemingly reckless, and potentially dangerous, behavior. But then came the small-town country trip. My friend invited me to go to her hometown upstate for a laid-back weekend of shopping in Connecticut and drinking for less than a few bucks at the local bars. I gladly obliged and thought the trip would be a relaxing time away from the city noise. The getaway ended up being a night of debauchery, in which I ended up in a compromising position in a garage with my friends cousin. Say no more.

Back in the day I probably would've been quite upset and ashamed over what I did, but the years have made me able to laugh at myself and shake things off a bit easier. You would think I would even cringe at the whole trashiness level, especially because my friend's cousin was a glorified man-whore, and no one I would respectably date.
As youngins, we do things we look back and shake our heads at. There's a reason our parents told us to be home by a certain time and wanted to us to check in constantly. Even now when I hear stories about my siblings or younger friends goofing around or getting into trouble, I cringe and think the worst could happen. And yet, I don't seem to heed my own advice. We all make mistakes, we all wish there were things we could take back, but maybe there comes a point when we just have to laugh and make a good story of it. Someone is bound to learn the moral of the story, if it's not me.

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  • 15 Nov 2019 at 12:45am
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