Everything right now, everything.
The internet in my dorm room is out (because I went over the bandwidth limit, because iTunes started downloading shows without my permission) so I’m sat in the cafeteria using the school wifi and there’s a bad smell because it’s a cafeteria and I’m catching up on the World Wide Web (did you guys hear about this WikiLeaks thing?) and I’m avoiding a ton of work that I should be doing.
I think there’s an AA meeting going on in the next room. People keep clapping, and someone was at a lectern and crying, and I guess on second thought that could mean anything. Maybe it’s a presentation or some type of show, but I just naturally assume Alcoholics Anonymous because I guess I’m looking for the worst in everything.
My iPad has part of a headphone stuck in the headphone jack, so I can’t plug in headphones, and I can’t listen to anything on it because it thinks headphones are already plugged in. I have a genius bar appointment for tomorrow, and I hope they can fix it and if they can’t I’ll honestly cry. My iPad is my favorite thing I own, and even though I could adjust to it being a silent thing, I couldn’t bear the thought of it being broken. And that’s pathetic. I have so much I should be doing — books to read, assignments to write, studying to do — and yet I’m trying to distract myself with random blogs because I’m almost distraught that one of my computers might be a bit broken.
I feel like I should go and join the AA meeting. I’m not that different from them, except for the fact that they have real problems, and I’m just a spoiled girl who is insensitive enough to equate technological addiction with real addiction.
It’s hard to hit bottom when you’ve enabled endless scrolling.
