Geeze. Ain't that the truth. I still feel like I'm 21. Like I am forever 21.
(Maybe we should all start a store up together?)
I'm kinda like that too. I usually don't really understand people my own age.
Outside of my family and girlfriend, the person I have the most fruitful conversations with on a day-to-day basis is 58.
I joined here just about a month shy of my 12th birthday (my join month has been wrong forever), all the way back when the Backstreet Boy's Millenium album had a still-relevant title, so I'm looking at way-too-long-of-a-time being here. But you know what? Eff it.
Because toni(iiiiii)ght, we are young.