I have some odd nostalgic memories.
Well I was born in 1997, three years before the second millennia. I had three wonderful years of the 90s. I can remember a bit.
In preschool, a kid wouldn't clean up or something so I called him a Doan. What, you may ask, is a Doan? I have no idea, I made it up. The kid was so insulted he punched me and scratched me until I bled.
Yeah, even in preschool I wasn't the most popular kid. It didn't help that I had a bowl cut. To the younger ones out there, this is before it was cool to be like Justin Beiber and have a bowl cut, this is when if you had a bowl cut you looked like fucking Dorothy Hamill. And come on. No 3 year old boy wants to look like that. Oh, and also I had long eyelashes. Here is what I'd get a lot: "Oh, she's adorable!" I'M A DUDE FUCKFACE.
Of course, there were better memories. Watching Scooby Doo and Rugrats was probably the best thing ever. Of course whenever my parents were around I'd have to watch "educational" stuff like Arthur and Cyberchase. That part of the theme song that goes "Cy-b-e-r-CHASE!" will be permanently embedded into my head.
VHS RULES. Fuck Blu-Ray, VHS was and will always be the best, I still watch stuff on VHS. Hey, there's a commercial or a logo before my movie? I CAN FUCKING FAST FORWARD THROUGH IT!
I remember the day of  the year 2000, I put on these glasses that made the fireworks during the celebration "pop out." That was the shit.
Now, being a child, I was presented with a problem: I could not play sports. I just could not figure it out. When I was five, my parents signed me up for AYSO. I was the worst player there. My parents signed me up for an "easier" soccer league. I was somehow even worse.
Not being good at outside activities, I fell in love with television and movies. Using my mom's old VHS camera, I started experimenting. Needless to say, the beginning results were horrendous. My first official movie was made at 8. It was a rip-off of Freaky Friday called The Freakiest Day of the Year. It is, without a doubt, the worst thing I have ever seen. Re-watching it on VHS a few days ago, I cringed, and was tempted to burn it. My mom had to convince me to save it.
I started editing when I was about 10 or so on Windows Movie Maker. In 2005, in third grade, me and my good friend to this day Nicolai Gorden founded the production company FB Pictures, while I simultaneously created my own company Seabar Porductions. We made the truly horrendous "movie" Professor Jam Jam, based on the comics we would draw on pink paper we stole from Nicolai's mom's computer. I then started using this other shitty editing system Acrosoft Showbiz, which was accidentaly deleted by a computer repairman, along with about 100 of my original movies. I eventually learned to download plugins to WMM, which is really when I started getting into special effects. Using MS Paint, I would trace around my actors and add them into other environments using a primitive Blue Screen effect.. Using a double exposure effect, I would film myself in front of a white wall and overlay footage of the sky. It would take a long time, and WMM would constantly freeze, but in the end it was worth it. In 2008 or so my Windows XP finally crashed. After a year of leeching off my dad's computer, I got a MacBook Pro. I started using Imovie and then went to Final Cut Pro, which is what I have now. I can now edit and put together a decent short film, but still have a lot to learn.