I love media because it provides me with great entertainment and allows me to keep in contact with my friends worldwide.
I love media because people use it to connect, isolate, build, and destroy. Every form of media is used by humans to further their agendas just like every human creation, but it’s so simple. A person’s wishes can be granted by a few clicks and some code.
I love my media now that I’m in college more than ever. Not only can I keep in touch with friends and family from home using my cell phone, but I absolutely love video chatting. From Skype to iChat, FaceTime to Google Hangin’, I use them all! I love being able to actually see people and talk to them as if they were right there. Although I do miss the people I love every day, this form of media really makes it fun to stay in touch.
This short clip is a perfect example of how media and technology can be used for the better. I love this video because not only is it somewhat comical, but it allows for technology to be used as a positive incentive, and broadens us, the viewers, to think, “What would be another cool way to interpret media and technology for a greater good?”
I love it when I not only discover something with media, but when media can instantly have an effect over my mood (hopefully a good effect.) But I love it most when I find something so funny that I actually “lol”. What’s great is that this doesn’t restrict itself to just watching youtube, or reading funny blogs (although those are the biggest contributors). For example, here’s a video I thought was funny. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N_zkrwNf6ZE
I love media because it allows me to escape from my everyday work and problems. When I watch a movie or tv show that is really compelling, I am completely focused on the storyline and my mind can relax and take a break from my real life.
Recently, I made plans with an acquaintance from t101 to exchange Facebook information downloads for one of the class project assignments. After downloading my information, I, being the self-conscious 20-year-old I am, looked over the entire transcript to make sure there was nothing embarassing, incriminating, etc. After all, I will be giving this information to a classmate and, as the assignment dictates, they will then study it and write a biography about me. So this was my last chance to make sure that he would be seeing and writing about only what I WANTED them to see and write about. (Let it be noted that, yes, most of what one posts on Facebook is made public, but the download included personal messages and exclusive posts never meant to be seen by the public at large, much less perused and transcribed by someone I met mere weeks ago and then turned in and read by others at that.)
Sure enough, after about half-an-hour of scanning through pages and pages of Facebook messages from months and years ago, I reached a lengthy message from February of 2010 (coincidentally, the month and year I began using Facebook). Once I saw it, I remembered everything: passion, scorn, despondency, hopelessness, rage and, the begetter of them all, love; feelings I had long ago sequestered in hopes that they may dull, or better yet, disappear altogether.
I’ve never been one to approve of such intimate communication via Facebook, but on that particular occasion, I had resorted to it simply as a last resort. My ex-lover would not answer my calls, I couldn’t fit what I wanted to say into text messages, I couldn’t wait for a letter to reach them hours away; Facebook it was.
Reading that ridiculous, desperate message from almost two years ago reminded me that I was capable of levels of passion–even through social media– that I have not experienced since. The fact that it was on Facebook did not matter anymore, if ever it did.
I hope that’s “intimate” enough. That’s why I “heart” my media.