Posts Tagged ‘Reflection’
Acceptance
I have been using the internet on a very active basis for a good 10+ years now. I am ancient around here. Part of the furniture as some might say. I think I made my entrance back in the 14k days. You know, those 14k modems that used to make that super irritating weird screeching sound for a few seconds every time you tried to connect to the internet (notice the use of the word tried).
I remember back then I used to use MSN and ICQ (messaging clients).
You should have seen the facial expressions of some of the people I knew back then when I told them I am talking to my online friend on msn, or meeting up with someone I played video games with online (Duke Nukem 3D, Quake etc) in real life to chill with. It was kind of to the tone of “Mothefucker is you crazy?”
Back in the day telling your friends that you got a new chick and her name is bighooters87 would have got you laughed at and labeled a looser.(yes I know there is one o too many. but that how you spell it on the interwebs).
But now, 10 years later or so the world has done a complete 360. Everybody is signed up to facebook with their real name and posting their whole life’s up on there. Online communities are doing offline meets on a regular basis, hot chicks are using internet dating services, heck even myspace turned into a dating site lol. Well I guess it started off as a facebook, (it actually came before facebook), turned into a dating site, and now is some sort of musicians haven.
I know a few retards with myspace pages that read “The official Myspace page of [Insert name even though I am not famous, I am a nobody and no one is going to try and make a fake page of me...]. Ok my bad, stay on topic Prometheus.
While I am not the maker of the internet or anything like that, as a long time user, it kinda puts a smug smile on my face to sit back and reminisce how things once were and how they are now.
Makes me wondered what is deemed unacceptable or frowned upon today, but will become the norm or the ‘cool’ thing in the next 5/10/20 years.
Any ideas?
But yeah, just a random thought I had on the way to work.
Misspent Life is now officially back open for business.
I will be in London from the Dec 15th - Jan 3rd. Should have a lot to ramble about.
Hope everybody is doing well.
Peace
When we were Young!
Scrimmaging through some old stuff I came across an old picture. It was a picture of me when I was younger. I picked the picture up and walked over to a mirror. I lined it up next to my face and looked at the similarities. I wanted to look at what I had started off as and what I had now become.
Unfortunately it was a pretty pointless exercise. Looking at a before and after picture of your childhood does not tell you much about anything.

I decided to take it one step further. I closed my eyes and tried to remember what I was like in my early teens. I tried to simulate in my mind what me in my early teens would think or say if he met the current me now.
Would he say, “Well done sir you have done well”? Or would he be like “What happened to you old man, how did you let it come to this??!!”
What would kiddy you say to current you if you met?
I tried to think back at what I wanted to do and what I wanted to be when I was younger. I think at one point or the other I wanted to play football or basketball. But in terms of 9-5 real life work I don’t think that I ever had a clue.
I ended up studying IT because I was competent with computers and heard that the pay was good. I didn’t know what part of IT I wanted to get into, I just decided to jump on it and see where it takes me too. It was not until I was like 21 or so deep into university life that I thought to myself that it would be cool to become a programmer.
But during my 11-20 year old period I don’t think I ever said to myself I want a career as a [Insert career title here] or my dream job is doing [Insert dream job title here] (A pimp doesn’t count as a real job right?). Is that weird or normal? At the age of 13 did you guy have your hearts set on becoming doctors, lawyers and interior decorators? If you were, was it something what you actually want to do or your parents’ wishes?
I think that your circle of friends can have quite a big affect on how you end up (especially when you are young). Would you say that your friends helped you in a positive or negative way growing up?
I guess I learnt street stuff from some of the nuts I used to run with. chance to do it all again I think I would have chosen a bit more carefully…

