True Life…I’m a Media Addict!
The development of new technology and media convergence is growing faster than you can say “blackberry”, and it is near impossible to avoid in our lives today. Like the oxygen we need to survive, many of us feel the same about our cell phones, computers, iPods and the like.
Hi, my name is Caitlin and I am a Towson University Student that has been given the task to go out and record my media experiences for two consecutive days, and then for the following two days, must avoid the media at all costs. I can’t text my friends, I can’t check my Facebook…I don’t know that I will make it.
Day one and two:
Day one and two were easy yet mind blowing. I wouldn’t define myself as a media junkie, but I’m dancing nervously near the line. My cell phone is never off. When I go to bed at night, I plug it in its charger, keep it on ring, and place it literally right next to my head. I mean, God forbid someone has to text or call me at 3am and my phone is not within reach and on. I wake up to my cell phone alarm, a tune I have come to truly dislike, and I check my phone for any missed calls or text messages. Need I remind you a couple sentences ago I mentioned my cell phone stays on ring and is place right next to my head at night, but unfortunately, it has become a nervous habit of mine to doubt my faithful ears and double check my phone.
In the process of getting ready for school, I’m strong enough to keep my TV turned off and I don’t dress to the rhythm of todays hit songs. Actually, I won’t lie, I am too lazy to turn anything on because I am usually still half asleep, but when passing my sisters room I can hear her music and usually be-bop around to that. I have recovered from feeling the need to check my Facebook and Myspace first thing in the morning. I can remember those days; it felt like what I would believe to be a smoker going through withdrawals. I would start to get nervous and anxious and my computer just would not load fast enough. But luckily now it is just my phone I can not seem to part with, mostly because it does not need to load and is truly instantaneous.
On my way to school I listen to the radio and am bombarded with easily over 50 media type advertisements from both the radio and billboards. Here’s the kicker, it is about a 15 minute drive to school. But if you have ever driven down York Road it’s like Media City, you can’t blink without missing an ad. This shocked me. I could not believe how numb I have become to all the Media. It is so apart of my daily life that I don’t even notice it anymore, and I do not know that it is because I am able to filter it out or that it has become apart of life’s scenic views, regardless, it is all around.
The media does not stop on York Road. Towson is trudging closely behind with all kinds of Media. There are computers in about every room and most, if not all of my professors go to the internet at one point of their lecture. These first two days I was near panic. How am I supposed to avoid media if it is everywhere?
On my way home from school I was again embraced by the many media ad’s so brilliantly smirking at me as I drove through York Road, and to top off the drive, right as I was coming around the corner to my apartment building, I saw an ad for Padonia Village, my apartment complex…need I say more?
Of course the first thing I do once I get home everyday is turn on my computer, check e-mail and Facebook, and surf the net. It is here where I get my “news,” and my computer is the primary reason for homework taking longer than it needs to. I even keep my laptop on when I’m watching TV or movies. I almost always end up googling actors or other miscellaneous things I see on TV so it is important to me that my computer is on and ready and it is one of the last things I turn off before I go to bed at night.
Day three and four; the withdrawals:
Days three and four were anything but easy. My day began when my cell phone alarm went off. I reached for my phone but reminded myself of the task I must perform for the next two days. My hand shook. Suddenly to figures popped up on either side of my shoulder, one dressed in all white and the other dressed in red. The one in white told me to be strong, and the one in red told me to quit being a woos and grab the phone. Time felt like an eternity. I picked up my phone, removed the charger and stuck it immediately in my bag. Beads of sweat rolled off my forehead and I ran to the shower. Upon exiting the shower I could hear my sister’s music enticing me towards her room. But I marched myself into my room, shut the door and prepared for school. As I was dressing I could hear my phone calling to me, and thankfully it did not go off because I do not know what I would have done had it rung.
On my way to school I kept the radio off. This was only difficult to do when I was stuck at a traffic light, which on York Road is about every half mile. But I conversed with my sister and found myself serenading those around me. The billboard ads are near impossible to avoid unless I own blindfolds and since this particular morning I happened to be at the wheel, I thought it best to keep my eyes open and just concentrate on the cars ahead of me. Of course most of those had bumper stickers so ding, strike one for Cait.
Upon rolling into the parking lot at Towson, flyers seemed to jump out at me from every direction. Some for the football game, others for clubs, I felt like a walking flyer magnet. People everywhere were on their phones only reminding me of mine that sat within reach of my hungry texting fingers. It wasn’t even 9:30 in the morning and I felt like a recovering drug attic. As I walked out of my last class for the day, I felt my phone vibrate. I so badly yearned to know who it was. I must admit temptation got the best of me and I looked. It was my boyfriend. How could I not respond? So I did, as well as remind him of my assignment…it was a bitter sweet goodbye.
I had work immediately after school and took the highway. This was a nice break from the “Media City” which I normally take home as there were no billboard ads in site. It was not until I entered Falls Road that ads began popping up. I kept the radio off and eyes fixed on the road. The animal hospital I work at has unfortunately three TVs. I do not work directly in front or around the TV so I did my best to avoid it, but my trusty ears could not help but hear what it played and of course the people around me discussed the topics that were brought up on the television and involved me in their conversation.
That night I traveled to Annapolis to spend the weekend with my boyfriend. Had I returned to my apartment for the night, I do not know that I could have kept my laptop off. It is almost like a ritual for me. I come home, I turn my laptop on. The ride to Annapolis was an incredibly long, boring, and tedious 45 minute drive. It was dark, so if there were any ads to be seen, I missed them. The radio was off leaving me, myself and I to entertain me. When I finally reached my boyfriends house, he of course had the TV on. It was nearing midnight so I headed for bed and dreamt of the radio, television and unlimited text.
The following morning I slept in as late as possible. When I finally woke up, I made an agreement to myself to stay in the house for the day. Because I was with my boyfriend, I will embarrassingly admit it was much easier to ignore my phone. We ate breakfast, I showered, and did homework including some reading on editing film and law and regulation. It was not until all that was finished that my media anti-exposure became difficult again. My boyfriend and I looked at each other and wondered simultaneously, “What next?” Normally we’d opt to watch a film or TV show, but I looked pleadingly into his eyes and instead we played cards, chatted about absolutely nothing and played with our little rescue kitten, Dexter.
A recovering addict:
This experience taught me a lot more than I initially thought it would. I do not think we realize how much media we consume in our daily lives. Media is apart of us now, some feel even to survive, where just a decade ago or maybe even less, it was a mere luxury instead of a necessity. The first two days of this experiment was of course easy but eye opening. I did not pay attention to how much media I alone consume. Even now as I write this blog I casually go to my Facebook checking for updates and texts my friends on my phone. Although I personally dislike most ads, I wonder if I am influenced by them or not. I would like to believe I am not, but I have a strange feeling that I probably am.
Media is indeed ubiquitous and pervasive, and it’s sad to admit, I do not have a problem with that because I enjoy and feel a need for it. I can not imagine going back to my freshman year in high school when I didn’t have a cell phone. I am surprised at how much I text. I would say that I am text messaging on my phone about 75% of my day. My phone is a huge part of my life. If I was not so busy with school and work, I would probably be on my computer more, but I believe my computer takes up at least 50% of my day. These are all media’s I feel I need however, and it is indeed a way of staying up-to-date in today’s world, and I believe we will only grow more dependent on these in future years.
Although it was an interesting experience trying not to expose myself to media, it is not an experience I would volunteer for again. I could most certainly do without the billboards and ads, but I really enjoy using my phone and computer and think they serve an important purpose in our society. Should people maybe learn to enjoy life’s simple pleasures and not be so attached to the hip with media? Definitely. But I would never want to all together do without.
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