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New toys for the 21st Century kid

In the summer I got super drunk and ended up losing my beloved iPod, it was a sad day. The other day I finally got round to buying a new one, and in doing so, I upgraded to an iPod Touch. The majority of my friends have either iPhones or Smart phones of some kind, and I spend most of my time not knowing what they’re talking about when new apps become the craze among the cool kids. As a kid and a teen I used to love having the latest crazes and was super up to scratch with technology. Now, with my new toy, I feel a bit old and past it. I have to keep reminding myself that I can now check my emails without firing up my laptop, definitely a plus! I’ve also just started using Instagram which is fun and easy, and I like looking at other people’s photos. But I can’t help but worry that with my snazzy new photography device I might end up ditching my Lomography cameras, something I certainly don’t want to happen.

This little device has made my life so easy already though! I can check my mail, surf the net, tweet, update my status, share photos without having to develop them first, and so much more I’m yet to even play with. I can see the attraction and why so many people I know can no longer focus on conversations because they’re glued to their little screens. It’s fun and I like it but one of the reasons I got the Touch, and not the iPhone, was so I can avoid turning into one of those people. At the end of the day, it’s an iPod, the main reason I bought it is so I can play my music, and out of all the hi-tech snazzy features, that’s the best one. I still want to develop my photos and have conversations with people without switching off as soon as my phone beeps. In truth, I’m secretly pretty pleased that I don’t have 3G like I would with an iPhone. If you want me when I’m not in a Wi-fi area you can’t tweet, Facebook or email me, you have to call or text my mobile. On a night out with my friends I won’t update my status or tweet a photo, I’ll just show the world when I surface the next day. I look forward to being updated with my friend’s stories at the end of the day or the next morning, because it’s THEM that I love and enjoy the most, not just their social media outlets. It’s funny but for me it’s a pleasure to not be able to do everything all the time, and for the 21st century kid it feels like not having a Smart phone is my escape from the constantly connected world in which we live. But hey, maybe I’m just not cool enough to get it all yet! Give me time, maybe I’ll get there :)

So today is Easter Sunday. Happy Easter! As with every year, my mother asked me earlier this week what Easter egg I would like. For the past two years I’ve asked for a Mini Eggs one, because that’s my fave. On both occasions she’s got me a Creme Egg one which I think she thinks is exactly the same thing. As I don’t like Creme Eggs very much I’ve just smiled and thanked her both years and ignored the mistake, after all, she’s bought me an egg bless her. This year to avoid this confusion that she is still unaware of, I asked for a simple Cadbury’s Dairy Milk egg. There was no way she could get that wrong and I’ve spent most of this week looking forward to my delicious Easter egg. This morning she came and woke me up with a cheery “Happy Easter!” and a bag containing my delicious Easter surprise. With a big smile on my face I reached in and retrieved….a Cadbury’s Creme Egg Easter egg. Fml. How did that happen!? She says they were the only ones left but frankly I think that she believes the Creme Egg to be superior, and I think she thinks I love them. Obviously I smiled and thanked her, like I do every year, but I couldn’t help but start laughing. I’d been banging on to my friends about this story earlier in the week and bragging about how this year I definitely wouldn’t get a Creme Egg. My friends found this hilarious when I text them this morning with the news. To be honest, I’m kind of glad my mum got it wrong again. It’s simply hilarious! I don’t have the heart to tell her I don’t like them because my mum is one of the sweetest people I know, and I can’t bear to admit that I don’t really like her thoughtful gift. So I’ll eat my Creme Egg and I’ll enjoy it because I love my mum for still getting me something every year bless her. So I’ll just accept that I’ll probably receive a Creme Egg every year until I get too old for Easter gifts. Even if it is wrong at least it’ll make me grin every year, because after all, it’s the thought that counts.