I had fun with my friends, it was great catching up. That's not the problem.
But what is the pub scene of late?
I remember a time when I could go out dancing with friends and cute random boys and not need any liquid other than H2O. There was also a time when I discovered how uninhibited I could be after a couple of shots. I use to love going out.
So why am I yawning and asking "why did I wear my tart boots for this?"
The answer: maturity? No, me growing up? Ha. I've been spoilt. Nights out in the city in clubs where everyone dances have ruined me for anything quiet. (Sigh) Sorry local establishments, I think I've been out for the last time.