Many people have wanted to go through my phone and no one has been able to mostly because my phones password isn’t the typical password people could just memorize or something special. My password was an accident that I just happened to like. When I got my first phone I was in 7th grade and the phone was quite special, it was an LG that had a feature to make sure nobody could get in to my phone by simply looking at the way I input the numbers. The phone would mix up the numbers after every lock. So, one day I put in my easy to remember, easy to decipher password and it came up with a pattern I liked and I made that my password. Really odd of me but honestly quite smart, no one could simply guess my password no matter how well they knew me. My 3AM investigations, memes and weird conversations were safe forever.

The spawn point of all those conversations and some memes that I simply wouldn’t have been able to explain was Kik. The application was made to get people with similar interests to befriend each other through the internet. I, being a secretly weird kid during the time of my first phone, had a lot of people I would talk to through Kik. The downside of Kik was that the app wasn’t all that safe for minors or gullible people because of various reasons… Anyway, despite the creepy people all over, the app taught me and helped me through my lonely ole life for a long period of time. Kik even gave me a friend back in early 6th grade that to this day I still communicate with. Kik was the beginning of most of my social interactions and it taught me how to blend in more and when it was appropriate to be who I am. Way back when, I had no idea that to be so overly excited was “weird” or that I shouldn’t trust everyone I meet or that I needed a balance in life so to pass the 7th grade (shout out to that charitable teacher I had that worked with me to pass). I had less of an idea that to wear every color in the rainbow could label me as gay. No wait, I learned that from my mom after I got a particularly colorful Build-A-Bear. Over the years she would be more convinced that I am gay than the last time the idea crossed her mind.

Speaking of gay, I found out what that meant through another app on my dear old phone! Tumblr was the main source for my 3AM investigations and most of my memes. Google Chrome was also a huge part of my 3AM investigations but let’s not mention that right now. Tumblr is an application that is to this day still well-known and used by many people due to all the fancy features it offers that no other app has to offer. Previously I thought that Tumblr had everything Facebook and Instagram had combined and even more. After asking my dad for his Facebook I found out that wasn’t entirely true. Facebook has some originality (a Market tab) that I am very proud of because nowadays original thoughts are so hard to come by. Exhibit A; Instagram Stories, exhibit B; Facebook Stories, both taken from Snapchat. The night I downloaded the glorious app of Tumblr was the night I didn’t know would begin the deletion of my social life and would begin my label as the anti-social girl. I went crazy, I designed my Tumblr to death, looked up my interests endlessly, I even got a little addicted. A lot addicted, I refrain myself from going on it daily. The only reason I am here and not there is because I have a dead line. Those who have the app understand, those who don’t, don’t. The app is such an obsession that I would marry it, Tumblr has everything I want in a person, cute little comments, interesting conversational topics, memes, writing tips, the list goes on.

Before I grow some heart eyes and get majorly distracted, Wattpad is on my phone too! Some may be familiar with the app and others will just blink and stare, maybe even skip to the next indentation. To explain simply, Wattpad is an application where people of all ages that like to read get to read for free. Not publications like Green Eggs of Ham or anything like that, instead writings that others in the Wattpad community write. Some of the writers manage to get their writings out there which I didn’t realize until about a year when I was strolling through Goodwill. For whatever reason, Wattpad became popular in my school/group back in middle school for about a month then it went dead. No one was anywhere to be found except for me, a true stan. I couldn’t just leave all my pending books to die, I needed to live through every single one of those stories waiting in my library so I am going to have the app around for a long period of time. That is something anyone can count on.

Of course, I have many other apps on my phone, I am a teenager after all, but these apps are the special ones for me. Kik for helping me develop social skills and how to maneuver through daily situations and how to act and that not everyone is as nice as I had originally thought. Tumblr for helping me stay in touch with all the fandoms I was joining through my journey in the Internet world, for teaching me about the LGBT+ community, for starting my love for aesthetically pleasing photos, and for starting my constructive criticism over any photos I have ever taken as well as the appreciation for photography. Besides the social and possibly career benefits that Tumblr provided me with, the app helped me get through a dark period in my life when happy days were scarce for me. Tumblr provided me with memes and beneficiary posts that would help me feel less alone, less hyper aware of everything I hated about me one post at a time. Wattpad began my interest in becoming an author. I have read so many books in my time that I ended up believing that I could do exactly what every other Wattpad author has done. I ended up doing so late in my 8th grade year, I published my first short story that was based and inspired by two songs and got my first fan through there (shout out to that Wattpad user who is greatly appreciated to this day and is likely to be greatly appreciated to the end of my days). Social media for me isn’t something any other person would look at and dismiss as if they are nothing. I relate them all to my growth as a person, as the therapy for the hard times, as the developers of long lasting interests.