Aside from my love of writing, I have a somewhat equal love of manipulating technology (well trying at least) and computers specifically to do and create cool things. I forgot about this passion until recently. It occurred when I was reminiscing about my childhood. When I was on the brink of becoming a teenager, my parents bestowed me with my first personal computer. It was a lavish Christmas present and a Compaq (yuck). At first, I was only stoked for one thing. The thing that all us youngsters crazed over at that time. AOL. More specifically, AIM (AOL Instant Messenger). If you are in your twenties, you know what’s up.
After attempting several different screen names (unfortunately every possible combination of HotChick plus a random set of numbers was already assigned), I finally found an available name and set up my buddy list. Can you imagine if those e-mail addresses stuck with us for life? How awful. Anyway, after weeks of disobeying bed time and holding ridiculously long chats consisting of nothing but emoticons and various
clever laughable “away” messages, I was becoming bored with AIM. I began to explore the inner caves of the internet. I started a blog without even knowing I was blogging. I created myself a flashy diaryland.com account. Of course, the only one reading my nonsensical blabbing was me.
Actually, thinking back on it, I remember being more in to other aspects of the site apart from just writing. With creation of the journal, this sparked a snowball effect of learning other things besides how to simply click “submit entry”. For example, how to apply themes to my blog… and then to my whole computer. There were sparkly themed pointers and Comic Sans fonts EVERYWHERE *shame*. I was a downloading machine. Learning how to change the way the text in my diary looked, or learn any cool trick I could get my hands on infatuated me. To me it wasn’t learning, it was playing. I researched my heart out using ancient search engines to learn HTML codes and the sort. Needless to say, my lack of intelligence about viruses left my pathetic Compaq with some sort of terminal computer cancer. My triumph and also my downfall resulted from my eagerness.
Jump to present day. I went to school for Marketing, right? Fact. However, the extent of computer based knowledge taught beyond the core Microsoft Office components was scarce. Since I have discovered WordPress and the multitude of aspects that go in to making a website search visible, appealing, and overall successful, my curiosity about things like web design, Photoshop, social media Marketing, photography, etc. has peaked. Maybe this is the direction I want to go in if I stick with a Marketing career. In my compulsive fashion, I have become much like a ping-pong ball jumping from one article to the next in attempts to soak up fleets of information without really retaining anything but table scraps. My methods for learning without some sort of structure are too frazzled and unorganized for me to benefit from.
The want to learn more about this type of work has become like an extra appendage constantly poking me. So, what do I do? I’ve begun researching options for night classes and/or online schooling. If anyone else out there is similar to me, you probably graduated or left college with no intention of so much as a glance back in that general direction. In my mind, if I were ever to enroll in classes again, it would mean I was starting over. It would mean I failed. This is such a silly mindset to have. You aren’t being sent back to the starting line, you are just building muscle and stamina for a different race. I realized that finding a job or what you are passionate about in life is much like buying shoes. You have to try on several pair or maybe even just several sizes until you find the right set. The pair you love and can’t wait to wear. The ones that are loose enough to feel comfortable but don’t pose a threat of flying off when you start to dance. Even if they are down right gorgeous, you will surely come to dread wearing them if they repeatedly give you agonizing blisters. The point is, it is possible to keep figuring out your direction while you are still on the tracks. You don’t have to crash and burn to make a U-turn.
This girl has me thinking too much. Stop that. It’s Hump Day.
- AOL kills Instant Messenger (slashgear.com)
- Let’s Start with CSS ! (makzed.wordpress.com)
- Why in the World Am I Learning Outdated Code?! I’ll tell you. (naseemspeaks.wordpress.com)
- AIM Is (Unofficially) Dead (gizmodo.com.au)