I’m not angy, by the way.
I honestly think the Polaroids and 90s clothes/music thing is cute, though I do sometimes think “I wore that many layers in the summer, didn’t I? Puffy skate shoes! so impractical… and comfy, where can I get some?!”
I know what it’s like to see someone say “Kids like to do things that adults will never understand. I don’t understand this” and think it’s an insult.
It’s just a reality. You’ll think the same thing. Sometimes my daughter says something and I need her to rephrase, and use something in another sentence.
I’m not a boomer (like my parents) so I don’t get angry and make fun of her for being… a person.
My dad gave me so much shit for playing music and told me I needed my first mixer like ”you need another hole in your head” to say it was worthless. I did semi-pro audio work for the better part of a decade, eventually. So rewarding.
Pursue your dreams, but stay financially solvent.
of the words I used to make that cringe sentence, I understand what two or so of them mean, kinda, and I don’t enjoy saying “yeet”. I have to in order to communicate with my daughter, so I swallow my oldness.
”Base” means “bottom of the barrel” to me, so to see it used as a positive is confusing.
I still say “word” as an affirmation, so I guess “nocap” isn’t any worse.
I remember when “sweet” popped up back in the 90s. I thought it was the silliest thing ever, but instantly used the hell out of it. “Mint” came and went pretty fast. “Sick” is back, but it also mean “disgusting” or “raunchy” back in the day. Super confusing.
We thought so much of what we were doing was important. I still think remaining different from the people at the surreal “90s depressing ten drama movie” High School was important, but I don’t know that doing it by dressing exactly like Koga and listening to metal on headphones hidden under our messy, long, 90s hair solved much. “You can’t keep me from bringing my backpack to class! This is a real vintage army coat, not some polo shirt! I’m making a statement!”
I mean, the Sailor Moon purse was a statement. Considering the school grounds had a “straight pride” rally the next year, I think I and the openly gay girl at the same lunch table were important.
Reading manga to learn kana during English class? Not so much.
Unplugging is indeed very satisfying. I just don’t see how polaroids over film or just fewer or no photos is part of that.
I can’t even send the half-VGA resolution photos my phone takes to anyone, because media messages don’t even work. My emoji set is too old to get texts from some people. It’s the best.
T9 is not the most efficient way to text so I don’t even want to. It’s a big 1/4lb brick. I can be reached in an emergency and it lasts a week before charging. That’s it.
If I could not have a cell, I would. No pay phones anymore! Even Hasidim have cell phones, now.