I love being 21. As of now, it’s the most perfect age that I’ve ever lived. It’s an age where you know what the right thing to do is, but you don’t always do it because it’s more adventurous that way. You (I) think if I was 15-20 years older and looking at people and their decisions, they would be totally different, but that’s the fun of it. We’re supposed to be stupid, naive, and make bad decisions…but all for the sake of having fun and the attainment of memories that will never leave you (unless Alzheimer’s sets in). AH. I really love it. Being stupid and wrong has never been so much fun. Anyone going down on memory lane now?