You capture the essence of youth in these so well. It's that drifting quality of going from one thing to the next without having anything much to worry about, except homelessness, which is a primary concern but comes across as no big deal, really.
This time last year I had a massive circle of mates and was out every weekend. Then, I made the ridiculous decision to move a hundred and three miles away to Manchester. I don't know a soul, there's one pub in the village that is shite. The people I work with aren't my type, at all.... so I'm living vicariously through your nights out and becoming a cat lady. Have a voddie for me, please, house double, diet coke, no ice...ta.