What if… you could take a drug that would make you see all sorts of crazy things about the world- ghosts, monsters, zombies- you name it. Things like in the movies. Heck, even secret societies, government agencies. The catch: it may not be real. Or it might be more real than anything else you’d ever seen. It may be a “gateway” to all the impossible questions about the universe, but it might be complete delusions. There’s absolutely no way to know either way. Would you take it?
Hating facebook is almost becoming the “hipster” thing to do. Making fun of people who check it multiple times a day is cool. Being “anti-texting” and “just call them! talk face to face!” seems to be the retro-movement lacking any sort of momentum as we sit on the internet day in and day out. So here’s two reasons why facebook seems distasteful to me.
1. Photosharing is a double-edged sword. Ok, maybe a little over-dramatic, but who doesn’t remember talking about a trip or event and pulling a pile of pictures out of the kodak envelope? You would laugh at some, or hold up others to ask about— now it’s just comments or even worse- “likes,” and most of it, for the world to see. I will admit, it is nice to be able to download that cool picture your friend took… but I do miss the feeling of personally showing people my pictures. (even adding this point I feel like I’m trying to jump on the hipster “face-to-face” bandwagon. But seriously. I liked doing that. It was fun.)
2. My “monkey sphere" is still only the 20 or so people I see/talk to on a weekly basis. I was whining about facebook one time and my mom mentioned, "but don’t you like catching up with someone you haven’t seen in a while? See what they’ve been doing?" No, actually. I really don’t. Maybe that makes me a super cold person, or maybe I’m too young to have fallen away from someone I really cared about, but I honestly don’t care what Jimmy and Sue from 8th grade are up to in college. People will message me out of the blue, "hey you! Remember me? I see you blah blah blah…." and you have to do the "Hi! How are you doing? yeah I blah blah blah… it’s awesome!" and I feel super fake. Now, I know I’m probably not normal, but I generally don’t like "people." I like to have my space. Spending time completely alone every day, to me, is great. Peace and quiet, my thoughts, doin’ my own thing. Not to say I don’t like hanging out with my friends, but in general, I guess I’m not a people person. I don’t feel really enjoy the superficial "what I’m doing" conversation with someone I haven’t talked to in ten years. What I’m saying here, in a super roundabout way, is that my 200-some facebook "friends*," really don’t mean a whole lot. I don’t think I gain any significance in relationships** from it. And most people like to pretend we do. If we see it as a picture and link sharing device, then sure. If we see it as an easy way to communicate in large-ish groups of people that are far apart? Great. But if we say that we’re closer to the 306 people we graduated high school with because of it? We’re just not being realistic.
*Also, a lot of people like to have annual “unfriending” or something. Cutting down that number isn’t really what I’m suggesting.
**That’s all we’re really after, isn’t it? Significance. Hmm. Food for thought…
And because you made it this far, here’s a picture of Neil Patrick Harris.
Yeah, I’ve definitely narrowed it down enough to decide on one within the next year. For sure. /sarcasm. And then there’s always #6: Hold down some sort of job to barely pay rent while doing parkour and backpacking and traveling and suchlike (not that #1-5 don’t involve those shenanigans, so I guess #6: full-time shenanigans.)
Hello everyone! Just an update because I haven’t posted in a while (and I’m sitting in lab looking really productive while procrastinating turning Gigantic Spreadsheets of Numbers into Actually Interpretable Graphs.)
1. Note to self: warn EVERYONE before dropping off the planet for 4 days. Over Thanksgiving break (if you haven’t figured it out yet) I went backpacking with friends in the Middle of Nowhere. I think warning people would help the transition back to civilization: 17 emails, didn’t count the texts…
2. Is it bad that I just want the comforts of civilized life (showers, bedsheets, etc) and really don’t want to return to being responsible??
3. I’ve been randomly capitalizing Phrases That Seem Like Titles of Things. Don’t really know where this came from :P
4. If you want to know if your cats love you, leave them alone in the apartment for a few days. They’ll be crawling all over you when you return! (Also, apparently they like to Knock Over All the Things.)
5. The end is in sight!! One more week of classes then it’s finals week!!
6. And finally, December really IS for hibernating— angry rotator cuffs and 40-miles of abuse to the knees requires at least some recovery…
7. Oh, and finallyfinally: To anyone who actually reads this and I haven’t excitedly told yet, I’m going to London for 6 weeks this summer!!! (I haven’t applied for the trip or any scholarships yet, but I’m kind of planning on being hell-or-high-water stubborn on really going ;) And to answer the obvious questions: yes, it’s study-abroad, two 3-week long classes. But really, it’s study abroad for Parkour, tbh. ha.)