I don't have TikTok on my phone during the week. I log in via the browser. The friction of typing the URL is often enough to make me stop.
I told my friends: "If you love me, don't tell me about Invincible Season 2 until finals are over." True friends respect the academic sabbatical. Final Thoughts (Before I open YouTube) Popular media is not the enemy. It is the art of our time. But as students, we are the most vulnerable users. Our schedules are flexible. Our self-control is taxed. And the algorithms are very, very smart.
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Now, if you'll excuse me, my phone is buzzing. A notification says a streamer I like is going live.
My group chat lives on Discord and Twitter. Popular media is the glue. If I don't watch The Last of Us or the latest Marvel movie, I am functionally illiterate in my friend group. I don't watch these shows because I love them; I watch them to avoid spoilers. That’s not fun. That’s social defense. Diary, let me confess something embarrassing. While all my friends are watching prestige dramas and true crime documentaries, I spent three hours last night watching "gas station food review" videos on YouTube. I don't have TikTok on my phone during the week
Dear Diary,
Entry Date: Wednesday, 11:47 PM Mood: Overstimulated, yet curious. I told my friends: "If you love me,
Why? Because complex narratives require energy. As a student, my brain is fried by 5 PM. I don't have the cognitive bandwidth for subtitled foreign films or complicated timelines. I want noise. I want bright colors. I want a man in a mukbang eating noodles.