Friday, March 16, 2007

You know you are getting old...

when it has become so hard to organize a get-together. Your friends can no longer come because they're either having a baby (wife can't go out late) or children can't be left home or they're finishing an office report. Also, people you know from college who totally lived degenerate lives on campus have started morphing into model citizens of the republic and need a week's notice in advance. These are the same people during years past whom you could have texted at 2 AM and they'd invariably show up. Well, such is life. The anomie, the anomie!

5 comments:

Bonn Juego said...
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Bonn Juego said...

Realidad nga! This thought sometimes makes me anxious. Worse than this one actually is the feeling of absurdity (feeling of meaninglessness). I guess we have all experienced this feeling of absurdity! ;

Ronnel said...

You know one thing more: Have you not observed that as your chronological age adds up, the parties you go to become shorter and shorter in duration? At 18, the party adjourns only when the sun rises; at 22, people start to take their leave at 2 Am; at 25, friends say goodbye at 12, some even at 10. People get scarcer and scarcer that you shudder at the thought of reaching forty.

Bonn Juego said...

Let's call this "Ronnel's law"! ;)

Anonymous said...

Have you not considered the possibilty that perhaps those friends just don't want to see you anymore and they're juct making polite excuses? :-)