I was 18 in 1989. It was a good year. Graduated from high school and started college. I drank a lot of beer that year. Chicks dug me. I had more hair on my head. I could still dunk a basketball (5'10 white dude). I was listening to a lot of REM and the Connells. Dave Mathews and Tribe Called Quest played at my fraternity house that year. Oh, to be young again.
It's the opposite for me. Worst year for me so far...Stress and anxiety, Not so fun :/
Im in my mid 30's. Unemployed and watching you fools argue on a forum for a broken game about the most trivial stuff. And out of the blue you start asking how old each of you are? If this turns into a singles looking for love thread....