If you're anything like me, then you'll understand the frustration of wanting to go out all the damn time and having no support from your friends. When I was a freshman, I kid you not, I went out six times a week.
This was a little excessive when you added in the hangovers, weight gain, and the impact to my grades. But I don't regret it; and I wouldn't necessarily say I've changed my ways. Instead, I've just learned how to manage my time so that I can still be the girl who's always down to go out.
I pride myself in being the only one in my friend group convincing everyone to go out on a Tuesday night or going to a day drink on a Sunday afternoon, but it definitely takes a toll.
The hangovers are so damn real.
We've all been there: Walking to class with your shades on and wondering why the hell you continue to put your body through this torture. Well let me tell you why. When you graduate, you aren't going to remember the hangovers you went through, but you will remember the laughs you had while downtown with your girls or the stupid mistakes you made that shaped you into who you are today. Wake up, take an Advil, and prepare yourself for the next night's festivities.
People definitely judge you.
I don't understand this because who wouldn't want to be that girl who is always having fun? But people seriously try to kill my vibe and tell me I don't have my life together because I'm too focused on going out and having fun. There's truth in this, BUT as long as I'm learning from my classes, somewhat focusing on the future, and being healthy, then fuck you, I will go out as much as I please.
Honestly, most of the time, people will only judge you because they wish they could be you. It takes talent to go out as much as I do and still function as a human being. I've gotten my fair share of sarcastic comments like, "Do you even take classes?" The answer is yes bitch, I do take classes. I do my work, I study, I pass my classes, but I don't make my life depend on it.
Your friends get hella annoyed with you.
Ironically, my best friend hates going out and would much rather prefer to sleep in her bed all night. I mean I understand this sometimes, but come on, you have time to sleep when you're not in college and working a boring, grown up adult job. I physically have to drag her and some of my other friends out of bed, and that's OK.
I keep telling myself they'll thank me when they graduate, and although they don't see it happening now, I know it will. I'm also always the one constantly blowing up our group chat: "Hey who's coming out with me tonight?" "Hey what's the plan for tonight?" "Never mind, here's the plan. All you bitches are coming, so get ready, see you in an hour." Sorry I'm not really sorry at all.
Sometimes you end up going out with all guys because your girls just can't keep up.
Seriously, where is my bid to a fraternity? Sometimes I think I would fit in so much better in a fraternity than a sorority. I can shot gun that beer just as fast, and I can take just as many shots as the next guy. (OK, that might be a slight exaggeration.)
Desperate times call for desperate measures and more likely than not your guy friends will be willing to go out even when your girlfriends won't do it. Embrace it, ladies, and embrace the free drinks.
People don't take you seriously.
Once in a blue moon, there are nights that I'm too sick, too tired (extremely rare), or too unprepared to go out the night before a big test. On these nights, my friends will look at me like I'm someone different completely. Actual conversation I've had:
"What's the plan tonight?"
"I'm not going out."
"Haha no seriously, what's the plan?"
Now this can definitely be taken as a compliment, but it's also hard to be the girl no one takes seriously. Sometimes I'm stressed as hell but no one cares because it's my own fault, right? If I hadn't gone out so much, maybe I wouldn't be so behind. Although that might be a completely valid statement, I'm still damn glad I'm not the girl who's staying in trapped behind a textbook every single night.