What's changed for you?
One year ago I had just started a new job that I thought I'd love
Five years ago I was living with my ex and was miserable with him and in a shit job
Ten years ago I was working at the BBC at night and attending uni during the day. Permanently tired, but mostly happy
( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:21, 50 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Hmmm...
One year ago - working in a boring job in a shitty industrial estate in North London
Five years ago - being treated like shit by my ex-employer
Ten years ago - Just discovered my then fiance had a one night stand with one of my mates while I was out of town for the weekend.
(Bicycle Repairman "you're also a bit of a wanker", Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:33, Reply)

Alot.
I had dreams, man. Dreams. I was less cynical, thinner, and less beardy too. I was young, once. And then - BOOM. What the hell happened to my twenties (OK, so I'm still young, but what the hell)? But all in all, I am a lot, lot happier than I was even 4 years ago.

Unrelated note, and I realise that turning to the internet for fashion advice could be a mistake, but I need a nice shirt for a little shindig I am attending on Saturday. Where can I get a nice shirt from?
(Slip Digby is a meat puppet, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:35, Reply)

But on topic:
One year ago: Finally got a job that I can do
Five years ago: Leaving University, bright eyed and bushy tailed with dreams of being an actor
Ten years ago: Bumming around on a gap year, doing menial jobs and dreaming of being an actor.

Nothing much changes!
(Slip Digby is a meat puppet, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:37, Reply)

You wanted to be an actor?
You should gaz Devil in tights because he wanted to be an actor too ; )
( girlinthehole, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:24, Reply)

ym
or H&M
( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:37, Reply)

Primark
or Tesco
(Bazongaloid, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:45, Reply)

All excellent suggestions.
Thank you, internet.
(Slip Digby is a meat puppet, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:56, Reply)

Hmm.
One year ago: starting A2s, not having too bad a time of it, but alone and miserable as far as things went.
Five years ago: Had ruined my closest friendship rather spectacularly, wasn't really doing much. Close friend developed kidney problems and spectacularly dropped out of school.
Ten years ago: Was the weird kid, and cut up animal organs in my spare time.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:37, Reply)

'Cut up animal organs in my spare time'
This is brilliant. Best hobby I've ever heard of.
(Applebite Uh! A cow!, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:51, Reply)

POIDH


Bugger. Can't rotate it. Ah well. Tilt your head.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:13, Reply)

Me
One year ago - Not coping at all well with not being with my ex
Five years ago - Finishing my degree, utterly poor and desperately wondering WTF to do in life. Contemplating joining the Navy to work on a submarine.
Ten years ago - Lower Sixth form, bunking off school to play Ultima Online
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:37, Reply)

I've got a mate who's a submariner
You'd be surprised how few working submarines the British Navy has.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:10, Reply)

I was very close to applying
Still in my mind for if I want to quit my job, sell everything and run away
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:21, Reply)

Aren't you a little tall for a submariner.
And it will play havoc with your mohawk.
( girlinthehole, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:25, Reply)

...
One year ago I was sat in the same place I am now, but had an amazing girlfriend.
Five years ago I was preparing to move away from all of my friends, and a girlfriend.
Ten years ago, I was looking forward to finishing primary school!
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:38, Reply)

This is going to make me sound like a complete saddo
But getting pet chickens changed me. 4 months ago I could barely get out of bed to go to work. I was seriously considering selling the house, quitting my job and disappearing. Then I got a couple of ex-battery hens and now I have no probs getting up early to let them out and feed them. People stop me in the street and ask about "the girls" (i.e. my chickens).

God that sounds tragic.
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:39, Reply)

Hahaha!
Love me, love my chickens.
( girlinthehole, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:40, Reply)

Damn straight!
:D
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:42, Reply)

Excellent!
I love my chickens too!
( chickenlady b3ta's very own Elizabeth Taylor, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 12:29, Reply)

Aww, another online friend of mine has ex battery chickens and she loves them dearly

( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:41, Reply)

Yup, they're great!
they were quite bald and mental when I got them, but after a couple of months of TLC the feathers grew back and they settled down. Still a bit mental, but then so am I.
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:45, Reply)

Are they laying many eggs for you? My friend's had hers for a couple of months now and have produced 20 eggs so far.
They seem really happy with her as she's got a huge garden to wander around in.
( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:48, Reply)

One of them lays an egg a day
but poor old Lucy has stopped laying. I dont mind, she's company for the other one.
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:04, Reply)

Oh, I missed the point. i'll try again
1 year ago - Ummm
5 years ago - Was in the death throws of a 3 year relatinship
10 years ago - Started my 1st proper job after uni and was really quite happy.
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:42, Reply)

I like this!
Getting up early, although at first murder, is actually a fucking joy.
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:42, Reply)

Best part of the day

( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:47, Reply)

This is lovely!
Good work to you!
:D
( Cawl, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:04, Reply)

Cheers.
However, I do think too much about chickens now. Perhaps I should start that hamster ranch?
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:08, Reply)

Well, the gf and I have recently got pet rats,
And they're the most friendly, funny pets I've ever had!
I'd strongly recommend them!
( Cawl, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:13, Reply)

Mega changes!
1 year ago - Happy with work, health and new relationship.

5 years ago - Fat, suffering with panic attacks and stressed with new job.

10 years ago - Major breakdown and dooooooooomed.
( girlinthehole, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:39, Reply)

For me
1: Had just signed my permanent contract at my current place of work. Was still with my ex that I had a fantastic relationship and was about 2 months away from treating her like complete shit and fucking that up.
5: Was about to receive terrible GCSE results. Can't really remember what else was going on in life back then.
10: I was about to start secondary school.
( Captain V, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:40, Reply)

(This bit is fairly relevant) Now: Still in same job - still want to leave. Spending most money on booze instead.
1 year ago: Plotting desperately to leave said job. Spending most money on booze instead.
5 years ago: Just started Uni. Had dreams of graduating with a 2:1 and getting a 25k a year job from the off!
10 years ago: Early high-school. Days spent either playing sport, playing music or playing computer games.
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:44, Reply)

Hmmm
One year ago - Was drunk
Five years ago - Was drunk
Ten Years ago - Was drunk
(Apathyman Prepare to be underwhelmed..., Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:50, Reply)

1 year ago: On pay-roll
5 years ago: Doing time
10 years ago: Burying the hatchet
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:50, Reply)

*tries to remember*
One year ago: was off work with stress so bad it was making me physically ill, was seeing someone who was completely wrong and bad for me but was having fun, mostly, in between the shit parts, and was settling back in to life in the West Country.
Five years ago: Just been diagnosed bipolar, that whole psychotic episode, enough drugs to take down an elephant, blah blah, working (when I was able) in a job I loved, which was unfortunately only a two year contract.
Ten years ago: Happily living in Belfast, just finished my MSc, was with the bloke I thought I'd marry and live happily ever after with.
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:51, Reply)

One year ago: Was seeing a lovely lady. Have split up since, but still on good terms.

Five years ago: Was fucking mental. Drinking far, far too much. Stuck in a long-term and shit relationship.

Ten years ago: Was at school. Nothing much to report.
( Cawl, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:55, Reply)

Well.
1 year ago: Was just recovering from glandular fever, and my relationship with my ex was just starting to creep downhill.
5 years ago: I was crazily sporty, still enjoyed high school, and wanted to be a fireman.
10 years ago: I was still the new kid at my second primary school. I can't remember much else, I was 8.
(Applebite Uh! A cow!, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 10:56, Reply)

Ooo! you're a baby B3tan.
*watches language*
( girlinthehole, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:00, Reply)

Right...
One year ago - Emailing pictures of my genitals to girlies, ONLINE, and telling them of my heroic achievements in the theatre of war. I then planned a trek to the south pole.
Five years ago: I was a top fast jet pilot, despite being a fat speccy cunt - I am so great the RAF entrusted me with a multi-million pound plane to go and shoot people up with.
Ten years ago - Was committing acts of ridiculous heroism in some war zone, somewhere. Decided that telling woment folk of my heroics would be a way to get several of them to marry me at the same time, despite my being a fat and speccy lying shitbag of a cuntsock.
(MoistTickle we are legion, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:00, Reply)

Post of the day!

( Cawl, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:01, Reply)

Gives medal for best internet lies

( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:07, Reply)

It would be the first real medal he's received.

( girlinthehole, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:09, Reply)

Oooh, that was a good one, wish I'd come up with that...

(Apathyman Prepare to be underwhelmed..., Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:12, Reply)

You mean being on the
Sex offender's register doesn't get you one?
Damn...
( Cawl, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:12, Reply)

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes...
One year ago: Living in London (Ealing) and being extremely tired all the time thanks to the god-awful traffic whilst commuting to Reading, starting to assist in teaching martial arts on the occasional evening and taking a break from the amateur dramaticals.
Five years ago: Constantly tired at a government job in the second worst managed operation I've ever seen. The worst was a year later, during shift work in another government job. I'd just started learning martial arts and was thinking about getting back into some amateur dramaticals.
Ten years ago: In the second year of my degree and busily transitioning from a straight A student to a failing one thanks to an inability to balance work and life (through lack of practice; life was not present in my pre-university world).
(ThomsonsPier consumes, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:00, Reply)

With apologies for being a pedantic cunt...
...I think you missed a 'ch'
(Apathyman Prepare to be underwhelmed..., Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:09, Reply)

I think you're right
It's 3, then two a bit closer together, then changes.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:14, Reply)

I believe you are correct.
Accursed schoolboy Bowie error.
(ThomsonsPier consumes, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 11:35, Reply)

One year ago - erm....pretty much the same as now, minus chickens, two extra cats and live-in man.
Five years ago - living on a farm, pissed off, running a crap farm, downtrodden, blah, blah, blah, unfit (apart from throwing bales of hay around and driving a tractor), oh, I'd just finished my fine art degree.
Ten years ago - living on a farm, pissed off, just started a fine art degree, coping (pretty much singlehandedly) with twin baby boys, farming, supply teaching, blah, blah.
( chickenlady b3ta's very own Elizabeth Taylor, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 12:36, Reply)

One year ago: trying desperately to get a job and flat with then-boyfriend, wanting to cunt father in the fuck, about to graduate.
Five years ago, just finished A-levels and trying desperately to shake off my cuntish classmates. Was probably hiding from Luke's return about now.
Ten years ago: Year 8 at school, bullied constantly, fat, utterly miserable.
( Maladicta, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 18:44, Reply)