Me and my friends continued to honestly believe that we were Saiyans until we were 14.
We were good at it too. We were way into Cooler at the time, so I used to mix corn starch and water to get that weird goo that can go from solid to liquid really fast, threw in a bunch of red and blue die, and bam! Instant Cooler blood.
We had mountains and shit to climb and battle in, it was epic. I didn't tell my friends about the fake blood stuff, so I made like 3 gallons of it, and threw it all around our mountain to surprise the shit out of them. Gooood times.
We tried to meditate and raise our power level like everyday too.
Now it's just rewatching the parts of the series I own, and following the news. For some reason, that's still exciting to me. I feel old... dammit... Oh well... Eventually, the Dragon Boxes will be all I need to be completely satisfied as a fan of the series.
Can't you see? He's the man. Let me hear you applaud. He's more than a man! He's a shiny golden god!