*Actual transcript of a text message conversation with one of my beloveds earlier this year.*
“Mom. Mom. Mom.
Mom, text me back.
J.Cole has announced his concert dates and will be in Dallas in August.
I want to go.
I need to go.
I just left class to find my siblings and tell them.
We need to go. Tickets go on sale this Friday.”
If you’re wondering why there is no response from me in the transcript, it’s because there was none. In teenspeak, said child spammed me. This means the text message sender intentionally sent back-to-back to back messages and never gives the receiver the opportunity to respond. Spamming is a texting method used solely for dramatic effect. And when you know my family, you know that we all have a flair for the dramatic. Continue reading “The Day I Fell in Love With Hip Hop (All Over Again)”