My reasons for moving to Silicon Valley basically turn into a top 6 list of BEST things in the valley.
When I was younger and saw a hip, red Volkswagen van, I knew that I wanted to travel the states and decorate the back of the van like my hippy dreams. Since I’ll be working two full time jobs, I won’t have time to travel, but I’ll print out pictures at the office and hang them on my windows.
Being financially stable is rough because it lets me make unecessary impulse purchases. I’m so tired of buying Ben & Jerry’s…
TikTok currently has over 2 billion downloads worldwide and as of July 2020, the popular app is under fire from the US government due its Chinese connections. Trump is looking at even banning the app from the US all together. How did this app become so incredibly popular in the US though and what were the struggles this app faced on its way to greatness?
For starters, TikTok is the brain child of Musical.ly and Douyin.
Musical.ly is an app created in Shanghai, China by Alex Zhu and Luyu Yang in 2014. Although the creators originally were going to make…
Silicon Valley may be the mecca for genius entrepreneurs, but a lot of stupidity is floating around here, too. While tech titans want to change the world, innovate, and make loads of cash with their shrewd business sense, it doesn’t always work out that way.
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We’ve gathered nine of the stupidest decisions ever made in the tech world below.
* = lack of foresight. A company or individual didn’t correctly judge the future of an industry or see the potential…
The social media giant has one goal: profit.
“I mainly started by excessively liking other people’s photos,” Rae Jordan began. “In hopes that they would like and follow me back.”
Rae Jordan is an Instagram influencer with over 37,000 followers going by the username @authentically__ewe, where she highlights her vegan and cruelty-free lifestyle.
Food insecurity fucks up the brain.
I saved my friend’s bread crusts after meals. I ate far past the point I was full. My eyes filled with tears when my friends wanted to evenly split the bill at a dinner where I just ordered a $5 appetizer.
Freshman year, I primarily paid for expenses using college financial aid, but occasionally I bought basics like shampoo using my dad’s card. However in mid April, my safety net was cut off. My dad went to rehab and my disabled mom was incapable of working. Dad’s card was no more.
My parent’s never…
I’m in bed on the second story of my home in San Antonio, Texas. Airplanes fly by frequently, since I live a couple miles from the airport.
Today I was leaving for Chicago, Illinois to visit family for the holidays. I hadn’t seen them in several months, so I was looking forward to the comfort of familial familiarity.
The sun rose, and as I was scrolling through Instagram (my daily routine), I heard the whir of a plane get closer at a rapid pace.
In a split second, the plane crashed through the outside wall of my home, sending broken…
I made-out with a wonderful man that likes me too. We would start going on dates if we weren’t going to be apart for the next eight months.
He wished we’d fallen together sooner. He liked me since October when we met, however it wasn’t till December that we first kissed and the ball started rolling.
Too bad I’m leaving for LA and won’t see him till next September.
Here’s two scenarios I’ve imagined. Reality may be a combination of what I’ve written.
I leave on December 14th. We continue to communicate through all platforms: Text, Snapchat, Instagram…
Oftentimes in my desire to create new work, I feel paralyzed.
However, I’m relinquishing all those insecurities and saying fuck it! I’m going to start creating: writing, photographing, filming, acting. If it’s garbage, so be it. At least I’m trying.
My fear of lackluster producing work stems from my desire to be well liked. I genuinely want others to like my work, so it has to be perfect, right?
Unfortunately, I can’t improve if I don’t make mistakes and show others my work.
So cheers to the mediocrity! I’ll be puking words onto pages all throughout…
I fell into depression from working at home. Other factors contributed as well, but everything could have been mitigated by simply going outside to a cafe or library for work.
It was the summer before my collegiate junior year at NYU, and rather than going home, I stayed in NYC for the first time.
I worked as a real estate assistant and cold caller; I would post advertisements online for my broker, go through emails, and cold call property owners.
Since my friends were home for summer, I rarely left the poorly lit living room in my tiny Manhattan apartment…