Technology

At 21 I’m already out of touch. Commercials for the Meta Quest headset and ads for the Metaverse with Kiki Palmer have me wearing a tinfoil hat to keep Mark Zuckerberg from accessing my brain waves. At the same time, I am an iPad bitch, and prefer playing temple run on the big screen. Still, I’ll have to catch up to the times and master photoshop before I can start dabbling in virtual realities.

Part of my reluctance is a conscious choice though. Not using TikTok only presents problems when people ask if I’ve seen that one video or if I know what sound they’re talking about—I never do. However, since my departure from the app, my FYP has reverted to the standard of influencers and cringey relationship goals. I don’t have the time to curate my feed and let the algorithm know what I think is funny. Do I miss being pumped with clips that make me laugh out loud by myself? Of course, but I get enough blue light dopamine from the meme accounts I follow. The only downside is that my Instagram is flooded with shitposts so I am forced to turn on post notifications so I can see my friends’ pictures. I don’t want to have my Instagram notifications on but it’s a necessity.

To be completely transparent, I have one last thing and then I swear to god I’ll shut up about this forever, I considered having Chat GPT write this post for me, but there’s no way some AI could sound better than I do.