@denqius @mrblingsmadehit @Sirvicsoncrypt1 @MaxCrypt_@Fwdeyvid People literally gather for a certain Dj, example when he had burna, kings cross was packed up, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with people supporting Hilda, I would wish people turned up for me like that, but guess what if you guys heard a politician was sharing money? Hmm
I’ve lived most of my life on hard mode, chasing opportunity wherever the world left a crack.
It started in secondary school with a battered laptop and a pirated copy of Photoshop. Nights were for tutorials and trial-and-error; days were for selling classmates their first logos. When Teespring blew up, I realised custom merch was the next wave. I turned my bedroom into a micro-factory, hired a screen-printer old enough to be my uncle, and ran the whole thing behind text messages so he wouldn’t twig that his “boss” still wore a school uniform.
A cheap DSLR pulled me deeper into visual craft. I taught myself lighting, colour theory, and retouching, then opened a one-room photo studio where design, photography, and storytelling merged into something that finally felt like art.
University letters followed, three acceptances, none for computer science. My family pictured me in an oil-and-gas jumpsuit; I pictured C-code on black screens. I paid my way into a polytechnic CS program, only to discover the syllabus was stuck in the last century while the internet sprinted ahead. Two years in, I dropped out, deciding I’d rather keep pace with reality than chase obsolete grades.