Dial Up. Yeah I know the sound and I know the time it took to load anything with. But it’s something I won’t ever miss having. I would much rather be on a 1MB connection if I had to choose between that or dial up ever again. I also hated how easy it was to be kicked off, if anyone called the phone, you were off it in seconds.
Misread the title with my first comment. Something I’m not particularly nostalgic about is school. I’m grateful for some of things that I learned, but my memories are not fond enough to want to repeat or relive any of it and I definitely wouldn’t go to any sort of reunion. All of that is just way behind even it hasn’t been a decade yet, I’m just over it with not much to reminiscence about.
Wow. I feel the same. For me school was always a place of competition. There was just studying and rarely did we get the time to play together with classmates. It was full of fucking idiot teachers who lacked basic humanity and would start beating you up if you failed to solve the questions they asked or make you kneel down for 40+ minutes on the floor. So yeah school was nothing to long for. Btw this was in India.
I would love to have relived my high school days again, it wasn’t too too bad. Might’ve have had a rough start for the first few months of freshman year, but that was to be expected. The rest of the years was fine, all things considered.
It was my middle school years that I honestly am better off forgetting, aside from a few good childhood highlights that everyone else would remember. Things like how decorated for the holidays the school got, halloween parties, special activities and other things. But I don’t miss the humiliating points and the struggles of having to put up with antagonizing people.
I always loved the school part of school (well, except for gym class). It’s everything else I hated. Especially between classes when a group of bullies would follow me making my life a living hell. If I had been able to compress my school day into just classes without gym class or any “between class” time, I would have enjoyed it more.
Instead, I mainly remember getting more and more paranoid that anyone who was laughing was laughing at me - all because my bullies thought it was fun to torment me.