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20th December 2016
12:10am GMT

You're sleepy, broke and run off your feet - welcome to the glory years that are your early twenties. The first few years of a whole decade of pretending like you know what you're doing.
However, never fear – as daunting as becoming a grown-up may seem (especially when the idea of being an overgrown, slightly hairier teenager sounds so damn appealing) it can actually be the best of fun when you set your mind to it.
Here are 21 things you'll for sure recognise if you've recently hit your early twenties in Dublin's fair city.
Long gone are the days of mild headaches and slight fatigue – now we have to deal with feeling hit by a train the morning after the night before. And it only gets worse apparently.
Still not going to stop drinking though, in fairness.

And you're not sure whether you hate yourself or love the craic all a bit too much.

Your ever so slightly richer than your poverty-filled student days of eating beans on beans, which now means that after parties anywhere are a-go.
4am taxi back to some gaf in Lucan? You bet your bollocks I'm in.

Avoid Temple Bar, Harcourt Street and anywhere that's free in.
You've been warned.

This is because of two things:

Must work in BT's.

Where can I find that lighting? Are they using filters? They must be on beds.

Drugs.

They're keen to run the country while you still laugh when someone says the word 'erected'.

What on Earth is a wetser?

They’re all going to turn out mental anyway, so it’s grand.

Do I fuck want to go to The Marker to meet you and your 'company bros' for drinks.

Whether it’s the Guinness in Kehoe's or the gin and tonic in The Grafton Lounge, you rarely deviate from the norm and you stick to it all night, or God so help you you’ll be in a world of pain tomorrow.

You will always laugh when someone asks you 'how's your hoop?'.
Always.

Youths are AWFUL and people deserve medals for dealing with them.

Including the art of jiving, courting and which pharmacist will sort you out without prescription.

Still haven't realised this? See for yourself.
I'm so sorry.

And no, not just the ones in your knees after a vigorous night of aforementioned jiving in Coppers.

You now know it’s someone who is sound to your dog and still fancies you when you when you're knee deep in Tribeca wings.

It's grand. Sure so are politicians.

If you were 18 and were still wearing O'Neills, you’d be thinking about it all day. Now you’re absolutely killin' it, regardless of your ridiculous outfit choices.

Just do your best not to shift teenagers or step in dog shit in Phoenix Park and you're half way there.

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