Dear internet,
I forgive you. It's been a while since we talked. You've read every one of my emails; You let me hang my pictures, writings, and letters to friends on your social media refrigerator; You helped me study for my tests, you picked on me when I misspelled words in the comment sections, you let me waste days of my time (easily more than ten thousand hours) doing Ethnographic Fieldwork scrolling though people's digital venues of self-curation (i.e. Myspace, GeoCities). <3, John xoxo "send nudes" ... What a relief. That was needed. A good ol' apology to the internet. They took so much from me and I didn't even realize the magnitude of it all. I lost my internet virginity when I was in middle school at my best friend's house. He immigrated from Mexico City with a super bubbly sister. I was a super huge 3 Ninja's fan and envied with all my pogs their Black belts in karate. His dad bought him a Compaq Presario 5000. The little assistant could change
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