Replying to Let me tell you a story...

When I was 10 years old, I made my Newschoolers account. I had no fucking idea what I was doing, but I loved skiing and was never the shyest around.

Myself and my best friend at the time, Roger (he was 30), created Splice as a creative outlet. I loved skiing, but struggled with finishing (I can assure you I don't now, puberty is a bitch). So, in around 2012, I pretty much took over NS unknowingly through my weird dramatic pre-pubescent actions, and I was fine with that. NS became a second home to me, and in my 7th grade English class I would sit on my phone checking the foorums. The hate was funny to me, and the attention was great.

I met my idols, gave them shirts, and they recognized me for something I was on the internet. Whether it was out of satire or not, I felt known and loved by the community @ that time. The edit was going to come, I didn't know when though. Like every disappointing OTPHJ I've received since leaving the community in 2014-ish, it never came.

The edit will never come, but I will give you all this: this community has had an incredibly wonderful impact on the way I've grown up. You all taught me so much when I was younger: about maturity (or lack thereof), and shutting the fuck up (haven't learned my lesson still).

"Kill yourself" - Half of the ski industry, Circa 2013.

If you wanna follow the dumb pretentious shit I do now: @freejstnalxndr on Instagram.