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Eventually you get to the point where as soon as you hear the first few bars of the song in question, you want to shove your fingers into your ears and run away screaming, “NaNaNaNaNa, I CAN’T HEAR YOU.”
Very few people in the 18-25 age bracket are excited about Valentine’s Day anymore. For most, it means a demarcation between singletons and relationshipites, a symbol of mass consumerism and the monetization of love, and a pressurized gauge of your love for a particular person as a quantity relative to other couples’ love, which has been exacerbated by social media. But, it doesn’t have to be this way. If Valentine’s Day is a shallow holiday devised by an American greeting card company, why does your appreciation of it have to be complicated by depth and inner meaning? Why is it wrong to love an apparently superficial holiday for superficial reasons?
You’ve heard it time and time again–college is a bubble. Yet nothing drives this point home more than all of the insane, bat-shit crazy things college students do that really makes you wonder if they’re real people. From bad manners to blatant acts of stupidity, here are some of the greatest hits of things college students forget about the real world:
Over the past few months it has been made abundantly clear to me that I am the last person in the world who owns a Blackberry. On a regular basis, my friends rail on me at the bar whenever I put my phone on the table. The question “how does it feel to live in a world populated by better phones than the one you have” has been raised more than once. When a student of mine asked if I had an Instagram, she looked genuinely embarrassed for me when I told her A) I didn’t have Instagram because I had a Blackberry and B) Even if I did, I’d never let her follow me or whatever it is you do with Instagram. In fact, nothing hit home harder than having a Baby Boomer colleague of mine tell me to go back to the 90s as he pulled out his iPhone.