An Apple and a Son of a y happened. I just realise that this picture just shows ME and my younger brother. I was so happy when I got my PS2 "when I was (i think) 16 (or something) for christmas. My younger brother complains every half a year how old his cellphone/smartphone is and everyone else in class got "better ones". I don't get all this rabble about cells. They used to have the ability to call someone and write SMS or something. Now some of them (OK, most of them) have more "power" than my last Laptop.
I know, I know, that's the way technology evolves... and I'm feeling kinda old, when I remember the 1990's (I'm 26 now.) But I think it's wrong to always tell kids how great technology is (even though it actually IS). There will come a day, where newborn children get microchips implanted (maybe Apple technology) and learn with them how to speak and walk and so on. I won't say technology is bad, but there'll have to be a limit.
I don't blame the kids though, it is more like when "we" were young, the technology wasn't as far evolved as it is today, and when they see that everyone else is running around with an iPhone or something like that, they want to have one too. For myself, I don't have a smartphone. I have a (kinda old) Nokia Cellphone (which was previously my younger brothers) with no money on it's prepaid-card AND I'm happy about it.
I hate nostalgia posts. Things are better now than they've ever been, and they're only getting better. Shut the fuck up about your stupid Tomagotchi shit.
When I was young I had a handheld space invader game, that was pretty cool in The Eightees. (1980s, not 1880s) My mate Chris had a football and Commodore 64, because his Dad worked in Saudi Arabia. Everyone should have a rich friend when they're young.
(I didn't need my own football because I always played with him. I wasn't deprived at all. Anyway, we always has chocolate biscuits in our house, whereas his brother and sister always wolfed theirs down as soon as his Mum got back from the shops).
Oh how I wish to have some biscuits atm... I'm born 1895, so the C64 was more of my cousins favourite "toy". I got to play c64 games every time I was at my cousins home. He died of cancer 2 years ago... I still miss these times as hell.
The best die young. He was 33.