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#SHHH

Well, well, well! I knew I hadn’t written in a good long while, but that month and a half has gone by quickly! So, for the few people who had read my posts and had courageously chosen to follow, I sincerely apologise! And I won’t keep you waiting any longer: here it goes.

Opinions and critiques. We all have them, right? Despite whether you voice them or internalise them, everyone has an opinion, or thought. And that’s including in a totalitarian, mind-washed government too; I mean, even the brainwashed minions ‘believe’ their high-and-mighty to be the best. And I suppose being the highly-evolved animal with an ever-growing language really doesn’t stop this frighteningly rapid growth of voices.

Don’t get me wrong, by no means am I insinuating that opinions should be taken away, let alone the voice of an individual; I am one for equality as far as humanitarian rights go. But in the case of this post, I’m not going that deep – compared to what the world frets over, what I say and have said are miniscule and rather insignificant; just a vent of my opinion as to release even the slightest tension lingering in my mind.

Anyhow, let’s not get too side-tracked.

What I’m ranting on about, essentially, is over-opinion. That fine line between sharing an opinion, a subjective viewpoint in a matter-of-fact way, such that it almost seems objective, and the aggressive world of criticising and castigating. I’m not going to deny the fact that I myself have, in the past, indulged in watching the few people being told off in my life; it’s just the better-you-not-me world we live in, isn’t it? And at the time, of course we think that the ‘victim’ in the scenario deserves the wrath of so-and-so; but in retrospect, did they?

Like in the past, I look at things from a social media perspective, and for this, I derive my inspiration primarily from YouTube. Just like any other youth, I spend a noticeable time on the internet, and as part of this web-trip, YouTube is often on my itinerary. While many people utilise YouTube to search what humorous videos or what vulgar record of a celebrity have been uploaded, my predominant use is for looking up music. And in case you’re unfamiliar with that world on YouTube, let me tell you, there are a lot of opinion. ‘Fair enough’, I suppose, I mean, music is an art, and art is a medium for expression and perspective; it’s bound to conflict with some people, and the aim, to a certain degree, is to rouse discussion.

Discussion. You’d think that that wouldn’t be such a difficult task – just a matter of ‘I like this, because…’ or otherwise. But of course it isn’t as easy as that. It never is. Why? Back to the classic reason that the internet provides a physical barrier from those you attack; you throw a verbal punch and all you have to do is click that tiny little ‘x’ at the top of your screen to run away unscathed, and probably with a little bit of your resentment to the world gone.

Anyhow, what the main question is: why are all these people looking for fights? I simply do not understand this alpha-mentality, especially where people do not know nor care who you are. Sure, I get that people have resentment boiling and anger simmering from their day to day lives. We all do; some more so than others, but that again is subjective. But nonetheless, and I half-brag of this, gone out of my way simply to announce to the crowd that ‘my life is worse than yours. Pity me. Comfort me.’ or in this case ‘my life is worse than yours. So let me degrade yours so that mine becomes superior.’ Just a tip for those with this mind set: bringing down the world around you to make youself higher does not resolve matters; it makes everything worse. Sort of like when you’re eating ice cream out of the tub, where the ice cream’s societal ego – you keep eating away at it, and before you know it, you’re going to be living in an Orwell-style dystopia with Room 101’s down every corridor.

Do you know what is the annoying trend, though? That all these arguments are instigated because these people who dislike whatever they’re watching choose to comment. I’m not discouraging sharing of opinion in a passive manner, but to all those people who outspokenly say they hate this and hate that, why? No one asked you to watch this video, let alone finish watching it if you don’t like it so much. Either say something in an unobtrusive manner, click the dislike button, or simply walk away altogether. Showing every other internalising individual that this medium can be used for pouncing on faceless individuals is, I’m only guessing, not the reason that the internet was created for.

This being said, these over-enthusiastic lovers and fans are a bit too much. The only reason I haven’t been tearing into them as I have been with the put-downers is the fact that, although bordering scary, their comments are of encouragement. On which note, to the dislikers: discouraging people doesn’t make them any better at what they do; if you want them to get better, they have to practise and be motivated, you see? Anyhow, just as a piece of advice, as much as I can appreciate your appreciation for so-and-so, think before you submit, and consider whether you’re making yourself an easy target, because depending on the comment, many by-standers may think that you have very well deserved the wrath.

So yeah, the moral of the story: critiquing and sharing opinion is fine, but be social conscious in that you consider whether you’re being imposing, whether it be in the form of love or hate, and to stop using the internet as a guise to over-indulge on your suppressed emotions. Go outside. Make friends. Share your opinions privately with them.

Thanks for reading,

#FirstWorld

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#TellMeWhatYou’reThinking

Hey, hey, hey! And I’m back again; lucky you!?

So, like every other time, let’s get to it with today’s topic: Facebook.

What’s Facebook? If you don’t know in the infinitesimally small probability that you’re unaware of what ‘this’ is, to sum things up, it is a social networking site, where individuals are able to set up profiles from which they are able to ‘add’ other profiles (and thus individuals) as ‘friends’, ultimately enabling each other to communicate with one another on a personal (via messages) and, on a more prominent, public (status updates as to what you’d like all your ‘friends’ to know, photos you have uploaded, and things you like). It is a highly evident and prominent site, at least in Western culture, where every needs to know when, where, how, who with, and why things are happening.

Like the next person, I myself have a Facebook account, and somewhat sheepishly admit that I do use it daily (in conjunction with emails, YouTube, Wikipedia etc., but to a lesser extent). The problem of the day is not in itself, Facebook, but what I have essentially brought upon myself.

I don’t know about you, but I find that many of us have those few people on our Facebook as our ‘friends’, who are basically people you “know” – by that, I mean you know of them, I suppose; besides their birthdays which Facebook informs you of or their weekend shenanigans, once again posted on Facebook, you know little else about their existence, besides the fact that they have entered your life (regardless of its minimal impact) – but in reality, as mean as it sounds, you have limited care for.

Most of the time, these people don’t bother you; they just live their lives, you live yours, and on the rare occasion, you get an insight into one another’s life thanks to this site. But there’s always a but, isn’t there? There are those fewer people, who frustrate you. Annoy you. Rattle you to the bones. These facts don’t matter, you still have them on Facebook, and being so lazy that you’re unable to simply click a few buttons to ‘un-friend’ these people, you retain them, and get aggravated later on.

How, though; or more or less, why? I’ll tell you why. These people are the ones who over-post. By that, I mean they take advantage of their ability to ‘status update’, but they take that up a notch. Frequent doesn’t even come close in describing how often they post. So, that’s strike one, yeah? The fact that, yes, I have these people on Facebook does mean I am interested in their lives and events. But this is to a certain extent. And the numerous times they post in a day is just too much.

What makes things that much ‘better’ is the content of what they post: utterly useless and questionable. When I say questionable, it’s more so in the context of ‘why? Nobody cares…’. For instance, people who have connect their InstaGram with their Facebook (which is great isn’t it? Enabling these people to share even more than they do now?). It was not until these last few months that I realised that I have a real and immense passion for looking at photography of your lunch. I mean, sometimes, the food does actually look quite nice – I’ll admit that, but besides the possible reason that it was a special occasion and the food is actually something to be gobsmacked about, why share it? This just leads up to people thinking it’s alright to take photos of their McDonalds. There’s no novelty in these photos. Alternatively, there are the few, despite living in the same area as you, think that you are, for some dumbfounded reason, unaware of the weather. For those people, I am fortunate enough that I live in a house with windows; you know those clear, glass panes in the facet of my house – yeah, the way if you don’t have curtains, you can see what’s inside the house? Well, people inside the house can look outside as well. Strike two.

My last ‘little bit’ (mainly because I am exhausted) are the hypochondriacs. You know, those people who are adamant that they have something wrong with themselves, despite being in perfect (or as normal as one can be) physical condition. Or alternatively, those people who are constantly victimising themselves, whether explicitly or implicitly. I mean, if you were to do it on the very rare occasion, so, if you having a complaint or saying something was wrong wasn’t the norm, I think I would be at least slightly sympathetic. But guys… If it’s a daily matter, I’m going to go beyond not giving the slightest of cares. It actually becomes a burden, and sometimes, it even provides me with a good laugh. For one, many of you cannot be sick with the ‘flu’ that often. As far as physical ‘norms’ go, it’s not possible. You’re either exaggerating your situation (sneezing because of a bit of dust does not mean you’re sick), or you’re actually sicker than having the flu, so you need to see a specialist. As for the predominant portion of ‘you’, stop complaining (ironic, I know), especially in ways which obligate those who ‘care’ to ask you “what’s wrong babe?”. Like, for example, saying something along the lines of “I’ve had it. I’m over it. I don’t care anymore.”, or “why do people say so-and-so to people like me, but then completely ignore what others are doing?”. Oh. My. God. You’re probably making these situations up in your mind, because these things cannot occur this frequently to you, and hopefully, society has enough decency to be above what you’re making it out to be. I’m no Dr. Phil, but I’m almost certain that your outlook on your day, let alone your life, truly affects how the events of your life impact you – go into it negatively and self-‘victimisingly’, and you will end up coming out of it the same or even worse. And for those few people who apparently have good intentions by asking what’s wrong with them, in many of these cases, they’re just after attention. Do not feed the animals will be the principle. I mean, if it seems serious, by all means intervene and make sure they’re alright, but most of the time, it’s not. So, don’t comment, and maybe in the delightfully hopeful future, they will one day stop.

That’s all for now, folks; will chat with you soon, I’m sure!

#FirstWorld

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#Shhhhh

Hello to all ‘my peeps’ out there! lol jokes, I’m just talking to myself… Again… Awkward!

Anyhow, new post, new topic! Let’s begin.

So, it is needless to say that we live in a, still fairly new, technological age, where we are all (in at least one form or another) dependent on technology. And one of the benefits and hindrances is the accessibility of information. As far as this post is concerned, I won’t get into the undeniable fact that this accessibility has invasive and frightening affects – I’ll leave that for another time; so, right now, I’m referring to the way we utilise technology in the form of computers, laptops, iPads etc. to access the internet in order to find out more and acquire more knowledge. In that sense, that’s fine – I mean, we all adapt and keep up with the pace of the world.

But with that being said, I am, to a certain extent, slightly traditional in that, I ‘enjoy’ going to the library. I like the fact that it doesn’t hurt my eyes to read what’s in front of me, and the touch and smell that emanate from the pages and ink; I enjoy the peace in which you’re able to disconnect from the hustle and bustle of the corporate world, and just dive into your thoughts, or get that last bit of work done and dusted to achieve that sense of satisfaction – you know, that feeling when you know you no longer have those few things you need to complete before being able to completely immerse yourself into relaxation mode.

For those who aren’t really familiar with the library, I think they’re subject to negative preconceptions regarding libraries. Yes, we’re in the technological age, but that, by no means, prevents new books from being printed, and therefore, the books contained within the library are not all out of date. If anything, you’re probably more likely to find out of date works on the internet – at least with the books, they tell you who published it and when to qualify its reliability. Also, the library is not all strict, prissy little ladies who hush and reprimand you for every audible sound you utter; on the contrary, I find that the majority are sociable, and somewhat laid back.

But here’s the problem: the library actually isn’t strict enough.

As mentioned earlier, I like the peacefulness of the place. I can get things done – there’s a lack of distractions, and the atmosphere of the place is supposed to motivate you to study and work. This isn’t a social watering hole. On numerous occasions have I been at the library where there have been clusters of students who are supposedly ‘studying’ for their exams… With their friends. Just to let you know, I’m practically certain that what ‘controversial’ events that the other people in your year got up to last Friday night will not be in your upcoming Biology exam. Just call it instinct. And I’m also pretty sure that no one else in the library really cares to hear of it either. No offense, though. Anyhow, if you’re simply here for a social session, why not spend it outside? The sky is blue, the birds are singing – let the outside world enjoy your company, instead of having a hissy when the few people around you give you frustrated glares and exasperated sighs.

On the topic of the above, sure, you obviously have the right to use the computers for your study. But don’t claim to study and then log into Facebook, then go on to talk to each other about what you read. And on top of that, make sure you don’t post status updates on Facebook, whether it be serious or sarcastic, about how productive you are being, because I can assure you, beside the few people who are apparently daft enough to take that bait of yours, no one else really cares, and they are more or less complaining about you.

I’m subject to listening to my iPod more often than not while I study. It just helps me to disconnect from the rest of the library, that’s all – I know that it probably isn’t beneficial as far as studying effectively goes, but it’s just what I do. So with respect to that, I’m fine with other people listening to their iPods or whatever musical device they use; I can’t see why many people would be opposed to that, except for its probable effects on studying. But I’m pretty sure there is a problem when I can most definitely hear what your listening to over what I’m listening to and the general noises within the library. And of course, the frequent perpetrators of this are those who enjoy listening to the loudest and most aggressive of music. People, we’re not in your bedroom; nor did I ask if I could share one of your earphones as to listen to what your favourite song is. Also, I can’t imagine being deaf at the age of 20 is on anybody’s bucket list. So for the love of God, turn your music down!

Ok, even though the post is still an essay and a half like usual, my next point is going to be my last since I should be studying… Awkward, again.

My final point is for those who seem to think bringing in hot or noisy food is all right. Now, don’t get me wrong, I admit that I have brought food into the library before – even, to be a hypocrite, some hot food, but that was when I was younger, and stupid. Oh, so stupid. Anyhow, nowadays, if I do choose to smuggle a few snacks here and there into the library for a much needed energy boost, I make sure that it is something that people cannot hear me eat, and also that they cannot smell my food. I think that’s fair, especially since I’m not touching any of the books in the library or the computers after eating – more often than not, I’d be reading my study notes or typing away on my laptop. But I guess not everyone can be as conscientious as me (lol). For instance, just a few days ago, I was studying away at a desk near the computers, all the other spaces having been taken. First off, there are these few people to my left who are adamant t chat away every so often. Second off, no one in the computer section seemed to have come accustomed with the invention called the earphones, or the mute button on the computers – I swear, each individual was guilty of playing something on YouTube or a site out loud before realising everybody could hear everything, at least once each. But then, one lady walks in. She sits down at a computer – all okay at the moment. But then, she unzips her backpack, then unleashes her paper bag of fast food which she had bought moments before from the shop across the road. For the next fifteen minutes, as I was trying to read my textbook, all I could hear was her crunching her paper bag and paper wrappings as loudly as her fists could manage, and smell the odorous wafts of her food. I don’t know whether she thought she was being cunning and sly as she sat at the computer behind a wall, hiding her from the front desk, but she was, by all means, not subtle at all! And once she had completed her meal, she continues to use the computer.

So, basically, I just find that despite the library having a reputation for being a place to accommodate learning and studying, much of its users are not being respectful for those who intend to use it just for that. It’s rude and inconsiderate, and if so many people are wanting a social hub, then the government should invest in that.

That’s it. Simply.

Thanks guys, got to go now!

#FirstWorldLife

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#PhoneWalkers

We all have one, and many of us are guilty of not being able to live without one – the sad truth being that that is no longer an exaggeration. It’s our mobile phones.

Although I’m proud to admit that I’m not over-dependent on my cellular device as many of you out there will sheepishly deny, no one of this century can say that these palm-sized wonders make daily routines a whole lot more manageable.

These days, forget simply sending the odd SMS with our Nokia ‘bricks’ which we owned (let’s be honest) for the soul purpose of spending a good few hours playing Snake. Those times no longer exist. Many of us practically have our phones fused onto our palms, if not sewn into our pockets, whether it be to send and receive messages every few seconds because you’re bored witless during a university lecture, play games, voice OR video call friends and family etc. etc.

Don’t get me wrong, I am happy for these palm-sized wonders, but there’s one (probably of many) thing which frustrate me – and all you phone-addicts, you’re the perpetrators.

Let’s set a scenario; a word-picture, if you will. It’s a brilliantly beautiful day – the weather’s just right and everything is just going well. I’m just enjoying my stroll on the sidewalk in the city; naturally, there are a lot of people, so essentially, you have to watch where your going. Everything on this walk is just going smoothly; none of that awkward face-to-face side-stepping, or squeezing yourself between the dodgiest seeming people as a last resort.

But wait. Then there’s you, Mr. Opposable Thumbs with your gadget of choice. I swerve left, I pull a right, but it’s clear you’re headed my way. Your eyes do not move away from the screen – you’re mesmerised. You’re entranced. You don’t know where you are, except for the fact that you’re walking. And as simple and petty as that sounds, I am not afraid to say, that THAT peeves me. You, who do not care for those walking around you, and simply go about your technological business, and expect the world to accommodate for your movements. Would you like us to roll a red velvet carpet beneath your feet while we’re at it?

It’s not over, though. Then, when you’re inches away from me, you somehow manage with what I must assume to be the most will power anyone can muster (my hero!), you tear your eyes off from the screen and we make the awkward eye contact – yes, you’re in my way. But no, it obviously is not your fault, as you’re explicitly being occupied – us, the conscientious sort, must manouvre and contort. And with that, you grant us with the greasiest of stares, then continue on your ever-purposeful journey.

For all you addicts out there, I say with the most sincere of concerns: You have a problem. And I bet you’re thinking ‘yeah, I guess I’ve done that before, but it’s not like I do it all the time”. Well, you know what, guys and girls? Habits and addictions don’t just drop out of nowhere. And remember, our little scenario there happens to be set on a good day for us folks – let’s just hope that you don’t do this on a bad day for us (but I suppose it’d be one way of getting you to permanently rid that habit!). If you cannot live without your phones, let alone walk without it, that is just a step too far in my opinion; at least stop yourself and stand to the side somewhere to prevent any awkward or dangerous situations from happening!

Anyhow, I think I’ve managed to stupidly elongate this simple point! That’s it for now, but I’ll post something else soon (possibly something positive?). Make sure to follow my blog if you somehow managed to appreciate this post in any way, and comment if you agree, disagree, or just want to share how phones have ironically made your life that little bit difficult to manage!

Thanks,

#FirstWorld

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