Good times

For a long time, I have tried to think of the best time in my life. For a very minimally less amount of time, I have come up with the answer "when I was 4". When I was 4 years old my parents had been divored for about 3 years, and I lived with joint custody between the two of them. My memories of this time are not extensive, and much of what I remember happened when I was with my mom. At this time, my mom lived in an apartment building in Regency Royale, which some people may know as being very near Putt-Putt. I can remember the layout of the place exactly, with the living room on your right and the kitchen, left, when you opened the door, and as your proceded straight into a hallway, you found my bedroom on the right, and bathroom across from it, and mom's room at the end. It wasn't large, but I have great memories there. I played junior monopoly on the floor with mom, I found my easter basket every year behind the couch (despite my mom's objections that she only hid it there once), I tried and didnt like jello, I discovered the beauty of peanut butter banana sandwiches, I road my bike in front of the building, I watched my mom on TV in her 1st commercial for the bank, and I got my first bar of soap for calling my mom a "bitch" (lol). I probably spent more time than just my 4th year here, but it seems like a great time to have been a kid. Me and mom had fun, and I didnt have any problems.
I now look back at that time with fond memories, but as of late, I think my life has improved. I have so many friends than I have ever had before (if I dont screw it up by not visiting them on their birthdays), school isnt too bad, I can go wherever the hell I want whenever I want, I can buy virtually anything I want (how much does a Barracuda cost again?), and I have a whole new experience at college ahead. It is possible that this, right here, is the best time in my life (like right now, whoa). I can even come reasonably close to playing the "money for nothing" intro on my guitar, sweet. I beat michael in magic while he was drawing seven cards each turn; that is a mtg miracle (j/k michael). There are so many cool things happening right now. The snow season is even quickly approaching, and snowboarding is the best in the world to do. Does anyone else see what we have here (I'm referring to the people of my generation, not the 50 year olds who want to reminisce)?