i spent this weekend in a town built exclusively for and entirely devoted to those over 55 years of age.

there are pools on every street. there are at least two golf carts per family, which means you never have to walk ANYwhere; they ride the golf cart from the 60' plasma tv to the bathroom with the marble jacuzzi bathtub. there are fields of green grass and smiling gray-haired residents around every corner.

in short, being old looked pretty fucking nice.

but it made me realize that, as some of you pointed out, i am not old yet. in fact, i've only been a legal adult for 3 months. so i'm going to enjoy that and not worry about boys anymore. they'll be here. they'll be everywhere, until i am dead. and probably there too, wherever the fuck i'm going.

it took me long enough to realize, but you know what they say.