Wednesday, November 16, 2011

PYHO: Ohhh, to Never Be 23 Again

Linking up with Shell for PYHO...


In the past (mainly leading up to the 28th, 29th and 30th birthdays) I would casually say something along the lines of "What I wouldn't give to be 25 again" or 27, or 23.  Truthfully, I don't want to go back.  23 might easily be considered my favorite year.  I split time between both coasts, got paid for playing in sand or grass and getting my tan on (I'd say playing with kids, but these days you never know how that could be interpreted), still danced regularly, followed my dreams and managed to get in to the top Sport Management graduate program.  Would I ever really go back though? Not a chance (I would take my 23 year old body)!

Youthful, Innocent, Stupid and Naive. Soooo Naive.

I enjoy the wisdom and perspective 30 years has brought me.  I'm no longer that girl who gets drunk and makes out with whatever beer goggle induced hottie happens to pay me attention.  When we were out a few weekends ago, I saw a couple of guys who peaked my interest, based solely on looks, of course.  With one in particular, glances, and the slight smile, were exchanged throughout the night. I felt him looking my way A LOT.  Yet, I didn't want to fight for his attention with the drunk girl who could barely stand up straight.  She went home with him.

7 years ago, I have no doubt that girl would have been me (and maybe 6 months ago, but that only happens on birthdays).  I rarely lost out when it came down to competing, man did I had a talent for flirting!  Instead, I woke up the next day rested. I didn't have to peek under the sheets, or call up my friends to piece together how I got there.  My name didn't come up in conversations when everyone asked for the good gossip.

I have no regrets.  I don't want to be that girl anymore.  Not to say I didn't have fun when I was, but really it comes down to being too old for that shit.  As for the guy, neither of us were really who the other was looking for in the given situation that night*.  Chances are pretty good I'll run in to him again in the future. Maybe then we can talk without having to interpret some slurring girls words. Or maybe it will be my birthday...

*He didn't qualify as Cub status, so really what's the point?

15 comments:

JMJE said...

Yeah I had a lot of fun when I was 23. But I also had a lot of drama and drunkiness. I prefer now. But yeah I think I was skinnier then.

Shell said...

I definitely appreciate the experience that has come with getting older. Even if I would kill to have my old body back.

400 Wakeups said...

Just because you are leaving behind the random shack-ups, (and the walk of shame the next morning) does not mean that you are leaving behind a life of fun. And every time I get a little too wasted on my alcohol of choice and find myself wrapped around a bowl, I wonder why in the HOLY HELL did I do this to myself? AGAIN?? It's not worth it.

I don't miss 23. I might miss 26 a bit, just because there were people living that are no longer. And I miss them. But the crap that comes with being young and so so naive? Meh. Been there. Done that. Have the video. Onward and forward!
xoxo

Cathy said...

OMG me too! Glad I'm not the only one NOT missing that 23.

MiMi said...

What a great post, friend.
Know what? I'm in the mood or a little "Love, Actually."
I've got a knaaaawwwbbb!!
:)

Liz said...

It's always interesting to think back, isn't it? I will say, though, that I would like a flash back to life before kids so I can understand what I did with all my free time!

mamamash.com said...

Ugh, I got married for the first time at 23.

Geez, we're all dumb then aren't we?

KLZ said...

I stopped drinking because it was making me feel kind of gross and I was tired of it. I don't really miss it. Having to piece together my night? SOOOO over it.

Although I'd like my body from when I was 17 please. Please work on that.

Charlotte said...

I wouldn't trade my 30s for anything either. And I couldn't agree more... those one-night stands aren't what they used to be.

Boobies said...

Oh yeah...I relate to this!

AuntBT said...

Yup, I'm of the mind set that my 30s are going to be even better. And I'm not near the dumbass I used to be! :)

John said...

I commonly play the "would I go back if I could" game . . . if I could go back, but keep my memories & lessons-learned, well, I kind of wish I could look in a mirror to see what I'd look like on the other side.

I'm not saying that I'd actually want to relive things - just, well, I wish I could know what I'd be like.

kallaydoscope.com said...

Another reason I can not wait to turn 30! It's a whole new decade to make new memories.

When I look back on my 20s, I cringe a little. The "hotties" and the notties, and the ones that thankfully got away.

Here's to the 30s!

Babes Mami said...

I feel that way about 17-22...those were some crazy crazy years but I'm content with how things are now haha

Crazy Shenanigans-JMO said...

Ahh, those were the days of being young!