Coversonging: How I Pictured It

To explain my current form of communication, I have to give you a little background on my relationship with social media. In the early aughts I had a Myspace account that I designed with my own color layout. I put together my own HTML code for it and I would hide my friends list but showcase the profile picture of my best friends. When you would click on my bestie’s photo, it would lead you to their favorite charity. This is how I spent my early twenties and I’m openly embarrassed and embrace the girl I used to be.

I also had a Bebo account, but it was strictly for chatting with overseas family and friends because they never hopped on the Myspace bandwagon. In 2005, I signed up for a Facebook account. This was back when you had to register for a Facebook account with your university ID — it was the only time I ever looked at my UNLV email account. I opened the account and never bothered with it until around 2010. For five years my Facebook account laid dormant and my profile picture was a swimsuit pic of me before grad school where I thought I looked half decent. Fast forward to me on the verge of thirty realizing I already have a Facebook account and then being reintroduced to myself with that picture.

I embraced Twitter in 2008, but that was only because I was swept up in the wave of hope for a young politician named Barack Obama and he followed me back which I…