me(dia), myself, and I

Day 1.

"Allllll aroundddd youuuuu."  If you've been to any movie theatre lately you've heard an ominous child-like voice deliver those three words through a sound system.  A sound system so powerful that the words boom through the entire theatre like a gigantic storm.  Well that voice isn't the only thing that's "all around us."

Today was the first day of my media experiment.  And though I've only been keeping a tab for the past twenty-four hours, the media has already proven itself to be all around me.  My day began at eight a.m when I woke to the sound of our obnoxious washing machine.  The kind of mechanism that sounds like it's giving birth to a donkey as it washes our delicates and linens.  Anyway, my alarm wasn't supposed to sound until nine forty-five so needless to say I was a pit perturbed by the unnecessary noise.  So, what's there to do at eight a.m?  Check my Twitter feed, of course.  (1)  I finally fall back to sleep and all was well.

Nine forty-five rolls around and I actually begin my day.  I check my Twitter feed twice, Snapchat once, and log-in to Facebook all before getting out of bed.  That marked my 2,3,4,5, and 6th number of media interactions for the day and the clock hadn't even reached ten a.m.

Ironically enough I skipped my Media & Society class (Sorry, Professor Purvis) in order to attend a lunch meeting with Anna Taylor, the girl I'll be interning for over the summer.  She and I shared ideas via Pinterest boards, (7) but that was the only source of media used during our lunch.

Immediately after my meeting I hustled to work where I modeled for an Instagram shot, but I technically was not the one accessing the site.  However, we flipped through a gazillion fashion magazines for inspiration and ideas.  It's easy to forget that "media" covers more than just social networking sites.  So my hours spent on the job brought me to interactions number eight and nine.

The hours since work have been spent catching up with my fabulous roommates.  I'd rather laugh, dance around the apartment, and dive into huge bowls of Cinnamon Toast Crunch with them than scroll through Instagram on any given day.

Granted, while writing this piece I've checked both Twitter countless times...

Day One, you've taught me well.  Here's to four more...

xoxoxo

@windomgrace