I gotta tell ya, being a nine-year-old is where it’s at. Or at least having the mind frame of a nine-year-old. It’s completely accurate when I say nine-year-old me had more balls then the person I am currently. Nine-year-old Trent didn’t give a FUCK. He would’ve done the same thing as that kid. Just found the hottest chick in the room, plopped down on one knee and tried to sweep her off her feet right then and there. Might’ve even slipped in a finger. At that age you haven’t dealt with things like rejection or being completely ignored or getting shut down HARD. People think you’re a cute, innocent kid and they don’t want to hurt your feelings. That beauty queen would’ve fucked that 9 year old if it would’ve made the crowd go “Awwwwwwww” Life at that age is all rainbows and lollipops. It’s the teenage years that chip away at your confidence until you’re nothing but a shell of your former self by your 20s. Being a good-looking person has to be the equivalent of being a nine-year-old your entire life. People never stop thinking what you do is adorable because you have an easy-on-the-eyes face. While the rest of us are out there trying to find the perfect number of Bud Lights to drink where we’re personable but not blacked out.