Perfect Age

Im gonna have to say the perfect age is 25. You at this point in your life you have the world at your fingertips. You are old enough to do everything, and have had four years of this experience, so you know what you are doing. You’re not so young that you are new to the bar scene and you are not so old that you should be moving out of the bar scene. You are at that perfect stage of ripeness, where you are still considered young, but old enough to be taken seriously by most elders. This is the time when the iron of you life is red hot and you must strike and mold the adult you that will form in your early thirties. You body is about to slow to a plateau that you have to coast on down from that time on. Hopefully by 25 you’ve learned a few things about living and how to take care of all of life’s BS you have to deal with. This is at least what car insurance companies believe because you then receive reduced car insurance. Holla!
I feel like when youre 25 its perfectly acceptable to be a responsible adult and still party hard. After that it starts becoming less and less acceptable. It’s like, ok you’ve had four years of legal drinking, not to mention and high school, and college. It’s time to get your act together. Who knows if this is true. Guess I’ll see what happens when I hit 25 and am in no way ready to settle down. If I have my life in order by 25 I think I will deserve to party for being such a young go getter. That’s what I’ll tell people at least. When people read this, I wonder if they picture me as a party animal. That’s what I would think anyway. I would say this is only half true. I don’t go out all the time by any means, but when I do I drink Dos Equis and I do it right.
I think your 20s are the prime of your life, so every year until 25 will be better, then it will depend on how 25-30 goes to determine the rest of my life.

My Reinvention

Reinvention happens when one thing that has reached it maximum profitable use, and must be updated to perform its functions on a higher level. I have reached that point in my life where I have been reinvented. This last friday, the 16th of September, I turned 21 years old, and my metamorphosis into a man was complete. I have been reinvented to see the world from a whole new perspective now. Some things that were acceptable are no longer ok for me, as well as many new opportunities opening up.
First and foremost is my ability to drink openly and proudly at any drink selling establishment in the world. This means no more feelings of guilt or suspicion when I enjoy a drink, be it with friends family or strangers. If anything I am now entitled to drink for having to wait three years longer than every other country on Earth. I never have to worry about an officer asking if I am drunk so long as I am not driving. I never have to use a fake id again. I am all that is man.
The government is not the only ones who have recognized my reinvention. I have now crossed the line into being hit on by older women. There is now nothing that stands in my way from spending time with women of any age. I can go anywhere and do anything any other freedom loving American can do. On the other hand the door to freshman college girls is slightly closing, since they cannot come to bars with me. In this way you could say I’m a HD TV, and those girls are an analog TV, and the bars are HD channels. The analog TVs get some of the same shows, but it’s only a shadow of the crystal clear infinite HD channels of being 21. Im just glad my TV was reinvented to get those HD channels. Those girls will get reinvented soon enough and we can all watch the Super Bowl in HD together.