Current Events > Do you like the year 1999?

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Yes.

It was a big year for me as that was the year I got out of the U.S. Navy, came back home and started a job 6 weeks later that I'm currently still at and will be at until I retire.

I was young, healthy, fit, and in the prime of my life at 23 years old.

archizzy posted...

I was young, healthy, fit, and in the prime of my life at 23 years old.

Yup, there was a lot of bad shit in our time, but 1976 to 9/11 2001, was a hell of an arc.
~Then the wheels came off.

1999-2003 was the peak of my life. It's unfortunate how awful everything since has been for me in comparison.

It was a great year for me. Those were the days.

SiO4 posted...

Yup, there was a lot of bad shit in our time, but 1976 to 9/11 2001, was a hell of an arc.
~Then the wheels came off.

Yeah 2001 definitely feels like the turning point. But for me personally a lot of it isn't because of 9/11 itself. It's more age related, cultural shifts in the handling of entertainment whether it be music, movies, or gaming and just the way things have shifted and changed with the Internet and technology. Things that would have happened anyway and have nothing to do with 9/11.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy some of the modern conveniences but I have definitely turned into an old grump that dislikes a lot of what it brings. I look back at the past very fondly though and I legitimately enjoyed life more then than I do now. But for many reasons that go way beyond the scope of a gamefaqs discussion haha.

99 sucked for me personally.

For me it was mixed. For the US, the late 90s was arguably the peak.

That's when I was by, so yes

I actually had a social life that year.

1999 was great. I had just gotten a motorcycle and used to rev it in the school parking lot like biggest of douchebags. Having that bike never created the need for me to develop a real personality to get women. I could just rev the engine instead when I was supposed to say something. Instead of thoughts and feelings to share, I just had "vrooomvroomvroomvroom".

This was the start of a long series of events where I found my proper place in the world. That place was hooking up with girls that were trying to disappoint their daddy. I was willing to become that disappointment. I wasnt the hero they needed or deserved, but I was halfway decent way to spend some time and not have to think about their issues. Some might say that's being what a hero really is though.

I carried this gift into later adulthood where the women I drew to me had even more time to grow emotionally damaged. I watched my friends date emotionally stable women and thought it was disgusting. What did they even do? Talk about their hopes and dreams? Emotionally bond? Just sit and enjoy eachothers company? Yuck! Not for me.

Eventually, I grew old and thought I'd end up alone. Instead, I ran into a new market: widows. Much like the women of my youth, widows were willing to do anything that helped them not face their sad reality. Giving dick blowjobs. I was happy to oblige.

Unfortunately, like most young men. I became ancient and died. It was a heart attack in the throws of passion. Hundreds of women attended my funeral. They were so heartbroken that they threw themselves into my grave. They couldnt stand to be alone with their own thoughts. Seeing this beautiful display, God ressurected me. He couldn't let this tragedy continue.

Any year pre-2005 was pretty fucking awful for me.