Flamin’ Hot Cheetos and Chief Keef
Today’s youth are heavily influence by media and entertainment, moreso now than ever.
Everyone, I’m elated to tell you that Tumblr will be joining Yahoo.
Before touching on how awesome this is, let me try to allay any concerns: We’re not turning purple. Our headquarters isn’t moving. Our team isn’t changing. Our roadmap isn’t changing. And our mission – to empower creators to…
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Today’s youth are heavily influence by media and entertainment, moreso now than ever.
I was 13 years old. Just left my entire family in California and moved to Texas because my mom decided to. Of course, it would sadden anyone to leave all you know. But eventually when my life started going, I found myself not wanting to keep up. Though I was a volleyball player, in choir and all…
Well….. this certainly marks a different time in my life.
Officially a college grad, blindly grasping for straws in the “real world” I heavily anticipated entering. Seeing problems, coming up with and even sharing solutions, only to instead see everyone is desperately looking for a savior. Seeking consistent and fulfilling employment while contributing to several projects full of ‘blowuptuation’ potential. Wondering when my ‘time’ will come, the time when life is unequivocally and indisputably… good.
Despite all this, the mission remains the same.
The shorter time span between 10K and now (vs. the 3-or-so-year span between 1 and 9 4-times) was a direct result of extreme stress. Most people, when the fire is cranked up, fold up and disappear. Against my best wishes, I just wasn’t wired this way; I go harder in the 4th quarter. #clicheintended
I tweeted more frequently, more vehemently, in a smaller window of time, and most certainly was prepared for this mark late last spring. Given the circumstances, I abstained from Twitter for Lent ‘12, deciding to focus more on life outside of the matrix. After ending my fast, my mindset was much different. I heavily limited my volume as well as my frequency, and Twitter became much more like a trusted news source than a balanced hear-and-respond outlet for me. Not begrudgingly: voluntarily.
With any kind of addiction, regardless of popular opinion, the BEST method of kicking it is by going cold turkey. So what did I do? Turned my attention to Facebook (I know, I’m so intelligent…). Tweeted once every blue moon, not wanting to waste precious tweets leading up to the big 20,000. Then I got to 19,999, stopped… and hovered there… for a while. Too long.
Wondering what deep, insightful, significant, thought-provoking thing I could say for my 20,000th tweet to linger in your skull-quarters for weeks and months to come, what awe-inspiring, never-before-seen-or-heard phrase or stream of wisdom could compel the world at large to rise from their respective couches and cubicles and change at once, what jaw-dropping, life-defining statement would put this kid on the map forever and a day………
And the best I could come up with…..
Is…..
Nah, I got nothin’. Carry on.
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