Why Tik Tok is so important?
As we know, many countries have been considering banning Tik Tok for security reasons. Tik Tok is owned by China and many people have now been concerned with how much information the apps takes from us. According to ABC, Tik Tok uses our ‘phone’s camera, microphone, contact list and location using GPS tracking.’ Should this be a concern for us? As users, we already have apps like Facebook and Instagram that use our information. Facebook has been accused of security issues in the past that were never banned. The media does have a point that safety is important and I am personally concerned about predators that lurk on these apps. Other apps like Instagram also store our photos without users knowing and have predators, but are not banned. Privacy and surveillance is an overall problem in social media. We have two options, which is to avoid social media to protect our privacy or accept that privacy does not exist on the internet.
The media fails to understand that Tik Tok does have benefits. For some users, they start a career from it and are employed by Tik Tok or become freelancers. Many small businesses have been successful from just a 15-second video and others develop a following to become influences. Tik Tok has help people chase their dreams and get out of toxic jobs. The public has also found comfort in expressing themselves in groups about Religion, LGBTQ+, cosplay and other communities. Media companies are focusing on expressing the concerns of the app; however, the media must recognise the great parts of Tik Tok and understand why users on Tik Tok want to stay. Instead of the media dealing with the issues, they decide to cancel the app and run away.
This leaves us questioning what the right thing is to do. Let countries take away a platform that has positively impacted many people who now have a place to inspire others. We should deal with the negatives instead of taking away the positives, due to the negatives.
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When Chat finds out
*chat noir after he finds out Gabriel is hawkmoth*
Chat:*in the feels* This is for Rachel you big fat white nasty smelling fat ----- why you took me off the the mother----- schedule with your trifling dirty white racist --- big fat -----
Ladybug: uh chat you good?
Rena Rouge:*being a internet intellectual* let him finish
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_the_intr0vert_ x reader pt. 3
Here is part two...
So.
Both your mum and the other kid’s mum are at your house while you are both forced to stay at his house. Great. Just fucken fantastic.
What do I do? I barely even know the guy.
So do I just talk to him? Like, “hi there!”
I’m hungry. I wanna eat my oreos.
You had just locked yourself in their bathroom. Of course you didn’t know where it was, so you had to ask the kid where it was. Apparently, that was enough socialization for you and you had to cool off for a moment.
You took your phone out of your hoodie pocket and check the time. It’s currently 11:52. You remembered waking up at 10:41. Your mother said that she might be back to pick you up at five.
Well, fu-
You heard a knock at the door.
“Hey.” It was the kid. Callum.
“I was just wondering,” he started. You listened closely. “Did you want a sandwich?”
A sandwich. Did I want a sandwich?
“That depends,” you said. “What kind?”
“I dunno,” he said. “Are you allergic to peanuts?”
“No,” you said, trying to remember the last time you had an allergic reaction to peanuts.
“Okay, then.”
You heard footsteps going away from the bathroom door and jogging down the stairs. Is it safe to come out now? you thought as you stood up and walked to the door. You open the door ajar to peek out of the bathroom. No one. You decided to walk quietly out the bathroom and sneak down the stairs. You looked around for Callum. You found him in the kitchen, standing by the refrigerator.
“H-hi?” you said. The word barely even escaped your mouth.
He turned around and smiled at you. “Oh, hey!” He brought out a pitcher of what looked like water--it was by the way--and set it on the counter top. “Are you okay now?”
“Wh-what do you mean?” you asked, shy as a little toddler should be.
“Your mom told my mom that you weren’t good around new people,” he said as he poured water on two glasses. “And I get it.”
“Really?” you said in disbelief.
He brought out bread and two jars from a cabinet. “I mean,” he started. “Yeah. You aren’t really supposed to like everyone you meet, right?”
“Yeah, but that’s not what I meant-”
“I know what you meant,” he laughed, spreading peanut butter on a slice of bread. “I’m just not good at explaining things.”
“Oh,” you muttered. “Sorry.”
“It’s fine,” he smiled, finishing up on the fourth slice of bread.
As you contemplated on your failure to socialize to someone who actually gets you,--you idiot of a human--Callum moved to the other room, bringing the water and snacks with him.
“Hey!” he called out to you. “The sandwiches are here!”
You walked towards the source of his voice, into what seemed to be their living room. The sandwiches were on the coffee table in front of the couch Callum was sitting on. He was on his phone until he looked up at you, just standing there like a little idiot.
“Hey,” he smiled.
“Hey,” you repeated. Your legs were shaking and your head felt weird. You then took a deep breath and tried to lower down your obvious awkwardness.
“So, don’t you wanna sit down?” he asked, furrowing his brow.
Your heart skipped a beat. “’S-sit’?”
“Yeah,” he said. “Sit.”
You realized that this meant that you were gonna sit beside him, which you did not want to do. Not because you didn’t like him, but because you were too awkward to be that close to an actual human being right now. But if you didn’t do it, you’d probably raise the already lingering awkwardness of the room to a hundred times. In other words, you’re totally screwed.
So, now you two sat there. Like two idiots.
“What do we do now?” you asked.
“I dunno,” Calum replied. “What do you wanna do?”
“To be honest,” you said. “I don’t really know.”
-- END OF CHAPTER THREE --
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