In this personal essay, I wrote about a big-time crush I had when I was in high school. It wasn’t a good look for me, and this Gym Class Heroes song captures that desperation.
I grew up at just the right time for online communication to integrate into my life naturally while still managing to completely confuse me. A child of 1990, I had prime seats for all the major social switches of the early aughts: Xanga to MySpace to Facebook. I was in (and out) of college by the time I joined Twitter and Instagram—already too old to really “get it,” even though I love both platforms. Plus, by then, I’d already met my husband—IRL—so I didn’t even use these newer forms of interaction for what my generation supposedly perfected: hooking up.
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