I Blame Black-ish for This
I was in Level 100 when I first heard about Black-ish . You know, the sitcom about a wealthy Black family trying to make sense of life, culture, and success. At the time, I had just moved into Jubilee Hall with my laptop. One evening, I noticed my next-door neighbour watching a series that seemed impossible to ignore. I wandered into his room and asked what it was. He later sent me a few episodes and, more importantly, introduced me to the magical world of torrents. For those who stayed in Jubilee Hall, you already know that the Wi-Fi deserved its own award. Looking back, it was one of the greatest gifts my university experience offered. I adored that internet connection. Before going to bed, I would queue entire seasons of films and television series. Two hours later, everything sat neatly on my laptop waiting for me. During the afternoons, downloads had even greater aplomb. The speed – oh boy! Even after I moved to another hall in Level 200, I still found reasons t...
