You know those ads that are placed on every website that you search on the web? Have you ever wondered why the ads are usually something you’ve recently looked up or a site that you were on. That’s because Google is stalking us. Well in a certain way of course. Google tends to keep data stored of what we have searched so that when there is an ad on another website that is powered/sponsored by Google, they push an ad that is relevant to you.
This process is actually very scary. What or who gave Google permission to stalk me this way?! I did. By using there search engine I gave them permission to store data about my likes and dislikes. From there they can create an analysis of my likes and dislikes. It’s a system that they have created. I was on Zappos.com looking up Ugg and snow boots. Now every site that I am on that has a Google oriented ad, Zappos pops up showing Uggs that I might like. They even show the colors and styles that I like due to what I looked up…so creepy.
There is antispyware that you can download onto your computer that helps prevent search engines from storing data, but do they really work? How do you know that they too aren’t storing your information? There really is no way to know. With the way that our society with being so headstrong with technology I think that people don’t care that data is being stored. In fact I think some people like it because they see a product that they like so they click on the ad (which is what the people/computers that store this data are hoping for). If people don’t click on the ads they could go away. There’s even an option to block that ad, but are you going to do that for every single ad that you see? No, it would take too much time.
I realize that Google might even in fact see this blog post. I know that they’ll keep data on me for every site that I look up. S/O to Google for being my one and only stalker (that I know of..).
Homesickness, aka the worst feeling ever when you have college work to do. I haven’t really felt a whole lot of homesickness up until now; which I would say is an amazing feat considering it’s my fourth week or so being five hours away from home. Now though, I miss home more than ever. I find myself counting everyday down until it’s finally fall break. One thing I miss about home is that I miss my crazy parents. They would always know just what to say and do to make me laugh. I miss our evening dinners and binge watching Netflix together. I miss my two annoying, and loving, dogs. I actually miss them taking over my entire bed and hogging all the blankets. Ugh, my BED! I miss that bed sooo much. I will never take my queen sized bed for granted anymore!
One good thing about college, is that it makes you appreciate the little things. I will never complain about how boring Springfield is. Seriously if one of my friends back home complains, I will laugh for a good minute or two. They have no idea what it’s like moving to a small town. I miss my friends just as much. Social media makes it easier to stay in tune to what is going on, but you aren’t with them to share new memories. Everyone is off doing their own thing now. Living their lives to the fullest. Some of my friend in my graduating class and I have already moved on. It’s normal though for people to move on. Heck I would be lying if I said there wasn’t a few people I’m glad to forever say goodbye to. I just hope that when I do go home that they’re all excited to see me as much as I am to see them! I know, sappy Tumblr moments. Its times when you feel homesick and down, that let you know it’s all going to be okay. I’ll pick myself up, do my homework, and keep moving on day by day. And today I have exactly 27 days [maybe 26 by the time anyone reads this] before I can go home!! And then I remember that it also means that there’s only 27ish days until midterms…Yay, gotta love college.
I hate it when men make unsolicited comments about a woman’s body. Like “she’s got a nice shape but she needs to tighten up her stomach”
How about you tighten up your lips and never speak again you ignorant shit.
Wow maybe you need to accept constructive criticism jesus christ.
Men telling me (or any other woman) what I need to do for them to find me sexually attractive is not constructive criticism.