So a couple of days ago I had this dream. I was a new member in NA, Netflixics Anonymous. We were underwater, and all of the members were sharks, probably because I watched Finding Nemo the day before (you know that one scene with the whole "fish are friends, not food" thing). It started like this:
"Hello everyone, we have a new friend here with us today. Care to introduce yourself?"
"Um, ok. Hi guys. My name is Hye Jee-"
"Hi Hye Jee"
"Ok that actually happens. Well so I'm Hye Jee and I've been clean for 4 hours." (In reality this wasn't true. I fell asleep that night watching How I Met Your Mother)
Then everyone proceeded to do a weird dance and bombs exploded and a bunch of other weird stuff happens.
Anyway the point is that dream made me realize that, on a subconscious level, I agreed with my parents. I'm addicted to Netflix. It's the best and worst kind of technology.
Even right now, writing this blog, I'm watching New Girl. I'm not ashamed. Except I am. I don't know.
I can't decide whether or not this addiction is like a smoking one (one that'll kill me and turn my lungs into black goo) or like an exercise one (one that I'll humble brag about and that'll ultimately help me live longer). Most likely, it's like the former. It's definitely not something that increases my productivity.
There's a night second semester last year that comes to mind. It was just the absolute worst night of my life. I had an orchestra concert and dress rehearsal that night. The next day I had a chem lab report, a spanish project, and an english reflective essay due. The next week, I had to make up the AP World exam. I got home at about 9 PM, then proceeded to watch an entire season of LOST. Something about that island is so flippity addicting. It was about 3 AM, and I hadn't started on the mountain of work that I had to do for the next day. I eventually finished, with the help of lots of coffee and 5 hour energy, at 7:30 AM. It's the only non-fun all-nighter I have ever pulled.
I can only assume that I'm not the only one who has had a night like this. There are probably lots over other people who have made terrible, stupid, ill-advised, more synonyms, choices because of technology. My generation, or at least a part of it, has become less productive, lazy, and vampire-like just because technology gives us an excuse. Just one more episode, just one more season, just one more show. But I still love it.
Step 1: Admit you have a problem. Check.
Step 2: Do something about it. Not likely.
Sorry.
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