"After having to spend the day with twenty-some sixteen year olds, it's so refreshing to talk to eighteen and nineteen year olds ... I think once you graduate from high school and realize you're going to college, you become more mature."
Yeah ... Maybe the majority does mature, but MAYBE there's just a slight possibility that a few out there still laugh at things like, "choch," "EGGROLL!", or "cat," and give nicknames to people like "Dr. Deck" while claiming that they not only LOOK like pirates, but in fact ARE pirates. It is also possible that these same people will sing along to songs (instrumental parts too) in weird voices, using any object as a microphone or drum. They might still not know which corner of an envelope to place a stamp on and believe with all of their hearts that if they just put a person's name on the envelope, the letter will somehow find its way to that person's mailbox. One can probably find several of these people in grocery stores, whining about not being able to find Mini M&Ms (because they are just superior to regular M&Ms) and then pouting. Those people are also most likely arguing about which cake mix is best before finally settling on "Funfetti" and considering the glittery Barbie candles. Some of us still understand that the different kinds of sprinkles are indeed different and will not hold back when there are so many color choices for icing -- who cares if the kitchen looks like a battle field in Candyland? When there isn't one around, a few of us will attempt to be an electric mixer complete with the whirring sounds. If you look out your window, you may find us out there one day driving around, lost in your neighborhood without any worries about time or finding what we're looking for. It is very likely that every now and then we'll forget how to be socially normal for our age and will unexpectedly barge into your house bearing ridiculously decorated cupcakes and then proceed to explain some of the cupcakes inbetween fits of giggles. We head straight towards the desserts at any gathering even though we've eaten nothing but sweets all day and we'll definitely wave like fools at strangers just to chuckle at their bewildered faces.
I don't regret any of it.
Despite my massive sugar migraine, I practically laughed myself to sleep last night ... Laughter heals all.
