friendster, be gone!

reaction to this article.

i hate these ’social network’ sites or whatever you call them.

yes, i recognize the internet as a new place, a new dimension of experiencing things and all that. i like how it brings together different kinds of people from different places with just an effort of a finger. but when you start obssessing about ‘global friends’ and all that crap, i guess you’re taking it to a different level.

here in the philippines, there are two major ’social’ sites: friendster and multiply. the latter i like, because i can easily store my images and albums and have my friends comment on those.

but friendster, come on! i remember hearing my HS friends bragging about their 1000+ ‘friendster friends’ and so i have to check that out. what’s with the friendster hype? i mean, it’s just that, a social site. it’s nothing beneficial to your real life. no good thoughts or new things to get. they’re like a list of friends. just like that.

of course, with its inconveniences. like facebook and myspace. i just don’t get this kind of environment. i know it helps you ‘connect’ with your real friends, but these ‘internet’ friends completely bastardizes from the definition of a friend. nowadays, you could just call anyone your friend.

then there’s the power of it over innocent surfers. people might take advantage of you, and some have done exactly that. some say that you can learn a lot from this kind of experience. i won’t call learning how to sPeLl LiKe ThIs or write like an homgzzzz-wtf!!!!1111 or talk like an illiterate 10 year old an educational experience. [by the way, what does H in HOMG stand for anyway????]

so is this social networking the new fashion thing now? when you have it, you got it? it maybe different for other countries, but here in the philippines, that’s what i see. i’m just observing.

i can’t think of other things i hate about them. i just hate them. really. argh!

waking up in the real world

There’s some debate as to when exactly we become the person we’re expected to be. Are we predetermined to become the person we grow up to be from genetics or the social environment we’re born into? Or can we actually change what’s been laid out for us and become a person of our own making? Can we redo the make-up and evolve beyond it or are we stuck with who we are?

Some say it’s all about choices. J.K. Rowling said it: we are defined by not what we have or what we want, but with what choices we make in our lives. When you are living in a world as sensitive as this we are living in now, you are faced with daily decisions that may or may not do good to you in the long run. You eternally wonder if this would be better that the other one, or vice versa. Sometimes we feel grateful about one particular choice; other times we just feel like we’re caught in the middle and the looming of regret.

What do we do if we ever came upon the moment that we took the wrong choice?

Everyone has something to hide, something to lie about, even if it’s about whether or not you broke the expensive vase, if you’re the one who took the last cookie from the jar or whether you return the excess change. It can be flat out telling a falsehood, or not telling the whole truth. Either way, in any situation, someone always gets left in the dark. Lies build walls between people, walls that become harder and harder to tear down. They build up on one another, and become more complicated as the deceit and dishonesty builds. It is the nature of ambition to make men liars and cheats, to hide the truth in them, and veil whatever we have done wrong. Some feel they must lie to others to get ahead. Others feel it is necessary to lie to themselves in order to hide from the truth.

And after all, what is a lie? It is but the truth in masquerade. A wrong choice in hiding.

I used to think Barbie dolls were the interpretation of the perfect life. A doting mother Barbie, loving father Ken, all living in a two story white house with a white picket fence and a golden retriever and their daughter Kelly. Boy, was I wrong. Once reality came to slap me in the face awake, gone was the dream and the innocence and I was forced to make one gesture: a choice. Do I keep on dreaming or do I face the real world?

The world is filled with lies. Filled with people who are constantly has something to hide. Filled with people who won’t tell the whole truth, who can’t make the right choice, despite the opportunities given to them.

In any case, whoever we’ll turn out to be in the near future, we can only hope that we like the person we are or, at least, that we can stand to face ourselves most of the time.

But sometimes, when we can’t, all we can do is try to change anyhow and will ourselves to start over and make a clean cut. Hoping it won’t scar us for life.

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wrote this before i entered university. 

here comes the sun [i hope it does]

my summer has been an idle ride so far. i’m taking 2 classes [sociology&anthropology and psychology101] and they’ve been pretty interesting. but the duration of my stay in school is still too short to call it a day, what with me staying only from 9am to 12 pm, just three hours! what about the remaining 10-12 hours that i stay awake?

i posted a list of ’summer goals’ in one post, and so far, i’ve done nothing of those. argh. i don’t know. it’s this ’summer’ bug that i caught, which makes you not do anything. and when you start doing nothing, it rolls on and on and on. like an exercise plan: when you come off it, it’s hard to go back.

as with life, i’m getting back to things. i’m getting the sense of it again. i guess my “crisis” is part of the freshman trials and tribulations. i’m starting to plan stuff and lay out plans again. and you know what helped? walking. lots and lots of walking. in an attempt to save some money, i opted not to ride a tricycle [which costs me Php 30 a day! think of the savings!] and just walk in and out of ateneo. and with all of that walking, you start to think a lot. and this made me find my bearings again. *whew*. i know it would be a hard life for me, but i know i’ll get through it. i just know it.

and i’m so glad my favorite tv shows are back!! GA, bones and 30 rock!! my therapies.

and i’ve done a lot of ‘thought’ posts, so i’ll post them in a couple of hours.

so there. these are my thoughts this boring saturday.

sociological imagination and other stuff

i am really enjoying sociology for some reason. the discussion are great and the ideas are all mentally stimulating. ack, goodbye math, hello common sense and humanity.

still kinda bored. and to remedy that i have to force myself to study math, starting next week. yeah. hopefully my mind is not impaired from 3-4 weeks without it.

the admin building of quesci, the freshmen building, was reconstructed. well, good for the school.

i really enjoyed watching Philip DeFranco, a vlogger who talks about things. and not just talk about them, he approaches them like semi-debate questions, and it’s fun to hear his comments and what side [or the nonexistence] he is in. a good one was the video where he talks about “The Vicious 8″,  and i have to say that i would also not shed a tear if for some reason they all got shot in the head accidentally. the media is just it, a medium; you can’t blame that aspect, because it’s the people’s doing. age and race is not an issue, because you did something that is, to me, disgusting and just plain and seriously wrong on all levels of meaning.

i hate abercrombie and fitch. that store is for people without boobs. i tried on a shirt, it wouldn’t fit me. so i got it a size larger, and it still wouldn’t, but the thing is, i only had a problem with my chest, everything else fits ok. so i got another size larger than that and it still wouldn’t fit that particular area!!! i’m like a freak show, everything else is loose while the chest part looks like it’s suffocating. ARGH! i just got really really frustrated.

i’m starting to feel apathetic. i need to do more stuff. even now, i can’t think about more stuff to write about. so i’ll just post my sociology paper, which questions that society featured in the film “The Village”. for me, the film kinda sucked, but the concepts presented are very interesting, and it brings to mind [well, at least mine] fairytale. i’ve been a fan of fairytales, especially the REAL fairytales, the gory ones, since gradeschool. and they are just so fascinating. i’ll write about that in another post. so on to the village…………

bored? play tricky!

i expected summer classes to be a bit demanding. but, no judgements please, i still have a lot of time in my hands. aside from reading a lot of things for SA21 [introduction to sociology and anthropology] and PSY101 [introduction to psychology], summer classes are pretty boring. well, in the case of this year’s. hopefully the same situation would be happening next year. don’t get me wrong, i love the classes!! the discussions are always good. but the after-school thing is what bothers me.

so i’m bored. what do i do? play TRICKY’S RIDDLES!!!

this is the second time i’ve played this. the last one was back in my 3rd year(thanks mace) 4th year HS.

and me in the hall of fame… [with a lot of help from jane on the second one =)]

i’m trying to solve another one. it’s the Riddles of Riddles. i’m stuck in level 5!

anyway. i found this wonderful site which orders stuff for me online. i don’t have a credit card and most websites don’t ship to the Philippines, so THANKS A LOT!!!!! i can finally buy those stuff from sephora!! YAY!!!!

[thankfully] sleepy now. tata.