i feel old

At the start of his year, I determined to start acting my 22 years and feel young and spontaneous, as one should at this stage of their life. Now, nearing my 23rd birthday, after almost 11 months of youthful successes and mistakes alike, I receive an email titled, 'You know you're from the 80's if ...'

You watched the Pound Puppies.
You can sing the rap to the "Fresh Prince of Belair".
You owned those lil Strawberry Shortcake pals scented dolls.
You can sing the entire theme song to "Duck Tales."
You know the profound meaning of "WAX ON, WAX OFF"
You ever wore fluorescent clothing.
You remember the CRAZE, then the BANNING of slap bracelets.
You still get the urge to say "NOT" after every sentence.
Barbie and the Rockers was your favorite band.
You thought Sheera and He-Man should hook up.
You ever owned a pair of jelly shoes.
You ever got seriously injured on a Slip and Slide.
"Don't worry, be happy"
You wore like, EIGHT pairs of socks over tights with high top Reeboks.
You know what it meant to say "Care Bear Stare!"
You remember watching Rainbow Bright and My Little Pony.
The only rapper you knew of was Vanilla Ice.
(selected excerpts of personal relevance)

It's not the first time I've received this (my opinion on repetitive fwd mails was established in early blog days) however I enjoy a bit of reminiscing every so often. But when you've lived long enough to see trends re-emerging, you recognise that it's time to take responsibility and inform the approaching generation that side ponies just aren't cool!