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Oh, Technology why do you vex me so?

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I’m no computer whiz. Heck! If I had superpowers one of them would probably be frying electronic devices just by looking at them! Alright, maybe I exaggerate a little, but the truth of the matter is that if it has electronic components it will probably die in my hands. Whatever it is. And the funniest part? I don’t do it on purpose! I even try to be considerate, I cover my touchscreen with that protective film-thingy, I do a regular anti-virus scan on my laptop, I even take care not to bang it around when I’m on the bus! Really, on the surface there is no explanation as to why my gadgets tend to revolt against me. But they do. And seeing as I do not have the technical know-how to fix them myself I end up  running around like a headless chicken, looking for someone who does know what to do.

Case in point, since the latest Facebook app update my phone has been going bananas. Other than Facebook not working (Messenger too, since it updated too yesterday), some of the apps that include an optional Facebook log in are getting stuck on their opening screen and the phone looses signal without warning (and apparently for no reason). But all this I could deal with. They are frustrating yes, but I just have to force the apps closed (or restart the device) and problem temporarily solved. No! The fun times truly start when the entire phone get stuck. Like I’ll just freeze your screen with no warning, no apparent reason and no easy solution. Normally I’d go for the shut-down-and-restart route but unfortunately my model has no manual option for this. Most forums I scanned through advice to take out the battery and put it back. -sigh- This would probably work on older models but mine is one of those thin ones that seem impossible to take apart without breaking something vital. I’ll take to tech support once I’m done here, see what they have to say.

It’s not as much the inconvenience that bugs me (okay that alone pisses me off big time), it’s that there is no apparent reason for my phone to be acting up. I’m sure someone more tech-savvy would be able to give me a more extensive explanation other than “It just happened” and part of me hopes that the phone doctor will have a lecture in store for me on how to avoid something like this happening again. Gotta congratulate the Powers That Be for their impeccable timing however! They chose to pull this whammy on me just when I’m expecting a slew of Really Important E-mails (capitalisation intended) before they went after my electronics. You know, guys, there are other ways to draw my attention. Just saying…

What’s with the gifs anyway?

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I’ve been using them more than usual lately and it got me thinking. What is about those tiny soundless videos that makes them so appealing? Is it because of the (oft humorous) random factor? Is it that movement conveys sometimes emotion better than text or even an emoticon? Is it that the excuse “Sorry, wrong gif” is more believable than “Sorry, I just typed an entire paragraph of an explanation but you took it the wrong way and now I need to retract?” Or maybe it is that it is a relatively subtle of sharing your fandoms with the uninitiated… As a certain someone so eloquently put it:

we have a gif for that

Whatever that happens to be…

I don’t know, it could be a phase. I remember back when Yahoo! first introduced e-mail backgrounds and I was going nuts over it. Or maybe it’s like quoting movies/books/shows/songs with a straight face and waiting to see who gets it first. You kind of start doing it one day and then you can’t stop. For me it’s part of the appeal of online media. You don’t need to be restricted to one form communication. It used to be that the verbal/textual dichotomy reigned supreme but these days, even a basic platform like Facebook Messenger offers the options of text, emoticons, gifs, images, video and even recorded voice messages (which I deplore but anyway). As someone who can be very chatty when typing and who uses a lot of gesturing and facial expressions in tete-a-tetes the option to show my expression rather than have to figure out the equivalent verbal expression. Especially when I’m a rapid-fire conversations. You know the ones!

Side note: YouTube is on shuffle and the Mary Poppins soundtrack just came on. Excuse me while I go wallow in nostalgia….

What was I talking about again? Oh, yes! Gifs! So, am I the only one doing this thing? You know, kind of doing something without thinking about it, then pausing, realising what I’m doing and having a mini existential crisis about it? Can’t be, right? And by that I mean the only one doing this OUTSIDE of Tumblr, possibly the only self-aware internet entity that commands both my deep fear and eternal respect. I steer clear from there for now. I do have the occasional deadline to keep up with!

Have YOU packed a suitcase this week?

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I’m flying back to England tomorrow and we just about finished packing. No, I’m not flying with company (that is unless you don’t count the constantly fluctuating number of voices in my head…). Only packing a suitcase is a bit of a team sport here at home base. Yes, I’m a capable 22-year-old, thank you very much. But I’m also a Leo (star signs do matter, you know). And if daddy dearest offers to help (and mum too, but mums are like that anyway), who am I to say no?

My vaguely nine-year-old-sounding ramblings aside, the truth of the matter is that every time I fly from Athens I bring munchies back. Enough munchies to last me for a month! 😉 And I defy you to argue the matter with my mother and grandmother. I don’t. I smile, make sure there’s space in the suitcase and rejoice in having less cooking/shopping to do for a while. I am still a student and I intend to play that card for all that it’s worth!

Between you and me, that’s also why I tend to fly (when I can) with British Airways. It’s not the halfway decent tea they serve. It’s the extra 3kg in luggage allowance. I get why in discount airlines, luggage allowances are one of the first things to be curtailed. But it’s also one of those precious, precious moments in life when I can be entirely rational and irrational at the same time. Like I said, I understand why they do it. On the other hand, as a privileged person, I feel personally offended that they put constraints in how impossibly heavy my suitcase is. Am I the only one? Or is this another one of these “adult” things everyone keeps talking about?

Haha, I don’t know of it’s a coincidence or whatever but lately my Facebook feed has been practically flooded with “how to adult” jokes, gifs, comics, rants from friends, my old rants (thank you Facebook memories, NOT!) My absolute favourite has to be the nugget that greeted me this morning when notifications were screaming more annoyingly than the third snooze call in the morning…

Sums it up, doesn’t it? You know, I kind of like adding gifs now that I’ve figured out how… Maybe I should start building up my collection…

Until then, I’ll see you all when I’m back in the UK!

Lia. ^_^

Internet history

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It’s three o’clock again and damn!

I stayed up waaaay too late.

My brain’s officially turned into jam,

Explains the last Facebook update…

One last click, I swear, just one!

YouTube is being so funny tonight!

Not that it matters in the long run,

My project just needs that final rewrite.

Buzz Feed and Cheezburger,

Cute pet videos and lame jokes;

Procrastination, thy will is hard,

But hey! At least my Snapchat’s not…

Enabled…wait…

An ode to impatient students

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Do you hear the students scream?

Screaming in great impatience?

Because their tutors are away

And never do what they are asked!

When the deadline’s overdue

And you haven’t seen a mark

There is no life until

An e-mail from the Hub!

 

Will you join in our crusade?

Will you be stubborn as can be?

Spam them with e-mails

Until they can no longer think?

 

Then jump the bandwagon

Of loudly complaining on FB!

 

Do you hear the students scream?

Screaming about their references?

It is that time of year again

For stress and forms and flattery!

When the beating at their doors

Echoes the moaning at the hubs

There is complaint about to start

When tomorrow comes!