Even A Heart Has A Pointy Edge

\\SECOND TOPIC: Love Status. This was around Valentines, so go figure.\\

INTERNAL MEMORANDUM
WARNING: HIGHLY CLASSIFIED MATERIAL

ONLY THOSE WITH LEVEL ALPHA CLEARANCE
MAY VIEW THIS DOCUMENT.

A Statement

To: Anyone Who Cares To Read
Fr: Me
Re: Special Subject LOVE

It is the opinion of this operative that the abovementioned topic is highly overrated and should totally be axed.

That is, if said operative were a floozy who just recently got dumped. Or just got unlucky in love.

Good thing she is neither.

Okay, enough with all the special ops crap. Truthfully? My love status: totally dead. Never lived, if you want to know. Not that it’s this big secret or something. Is being single such a crime?

With Valentines just passing by, the whole world’s left starstruck, and everyone’s still stuck on the romantic atmosphere and they’re all so crazy in love… not. For us singles, anyway.

Of course, there’s the occasional crush and that super gorgeous guy in the movies that you’d absolutely want to marry someday… but you know you won’t anyway. That’s the thing. We get so hung up on guys who we know we have no chance in heaven or hell to be with, just so we can ignore all those guys around us who, truth be told, are our perfect matches: you just gotta look around you.

But the thing is, we’re still kids. We have so much of our lives ahead of us. And we’ve still got to do a lot of things, like graduate college, deal with peer pressure, and the pressure to do good in school, and after that, look for a job. Then comes the ‘look for a guy to start a family with’ phase. And with all that to get through, I know it’s still years before I seriously start thinking about settling with a guy.

I know I sound defensive and bitter, but I’m not, really. I think it’s just because I’m afraid to look now. Because I can’t handle pressure well, and I hate disappointing people who expect so much of me. I don’t want to look because I know that I won’t be a hundred percent committed to it. And when I do come to love someone, I want to love him with all my heart, not just some puppy love that I forget over the years. Not one that I’ll pretend to do or feel just because I’m lonely.

I’ve seen a lot of heartbreaks. I read about them a lot, too. But for me, they’re merely conventions. The things we accept when they happen in books and movies though they never happen in real life. I mean, I see this happen in real life too, and I saw how much it actually hurts. Because these heartbreaks, however much people think it’s just drama, actually do break your heart. I think, mostly, that’s what I’m afraid of.

But definitely, one day when I’m free of all these baggage I come with, I’ll be open to love. When it comes knocking at my door, I won’t refuse, I won’t be ignorant; on the contrary, I’ll just be a normal ‘girl’ for once and go with the flow.

Though that’s like a hundred years from now. Okay, maybe ten. I’ll update then.

Au revoir for now!

XOXO

It’s Not Enough to Write, We Need to Inform

\\FIRST TOPIC: Online Freedom of Expression\\

Ever had dilemmas like, “How do I let people know of my great idea to save the world?” or “How do I broadcast to the world what I think of this and that?”

Well, where’s the one place you know where people run rampant but happy all day, every day? No, it’s not the mall. Certainly isn’t school or work. Where, you ask? It’s where you are now: the Internet.

Everywhere you see, you see cell phones, gadgets, computers, and of course, the Internet. The world’s nothing nowadays without the technology that ‘rocks everybody’s world’. What used to be money that makes the world go round, is now technology.

One of our teachers recently conducted a school wide survey about environmental awareness. One of the questions there was, “What is your primary source of information?” Most of the survey forms I saw ticked off the Internet. This just goes to show that the Internet serves as a link for you and the rest of the world—a bond that connects people not only from different towns, but also across oceans and seas.

Let’s see. Since I’ve been active online, I…
[X] Contacted those elementary classmates I haven’t seen in 4 years.
[X] Saw what’s happening with my relatives on the other side of the world.
[X] Been able to react on crises around the world.
[X] Learned more about people I just passed on the halls and never exchanged a word with, and many more!

I admit I was unwilling at first. I hesitated to join social networks because I was afraid of embarrassing myself, of being humiliated for the way I think. But when the need to express myself became too much, I gave in, and I thought, “What the heck, it’s still a free country last time I checked. Plus, what’s life without a few embarrassing experiences, right?”

Suddenly, I was free to express myself. I was free to share to everyone what I knew. The Internet became a source of amusement, a plaything, but also a source of information, especially to those, like us PSHS-IRCers, with no other ready source of information like the television, newspapers, even radios.

From lines to links, I saw what the Internet is really capable of. I saw what I had been missing on. I saw the unity displayed by people from a dozen nations all over the world. I saw how TV news and other media used the Internet to spread information and gain popularity. But I also saw the bad side of the ‘net. I saw the lewd sites, the scattered scandals of people who are unaware, people who are innocent. I saw the victims of Internet porn, scandals, and malice shied away from the public eye, even as news programs and gossiping individuals sought to capture even one word from them. I saw how the plans of people seeking popularity backfired upon them, because of the methods they employed.

Even though I’m now an avid user of the Internet, I am still aware of these issues running rampant through cyberspace. I’m aware of what I write (or type, for this matter), and I accept the consequences I might get from it. But that’s the beauty of it, to have the freedom to write whatever you want, in a morally and socially acceptable manner. It’s why the Internet even exists for us netizens. For as we all know, too much of a good thing is always bad.

I think I speak for all the youth and the future generations when I say, a bad thing is not good for the world right now. Each of us have to do our parts in saving the world, whether it be through work, through programs, through info dissemination, or simply writing about it. After all, the pen is mightier than the sword. But let’s face it: you’d have to be a damn good writer so that what you write in paper can be seen by the whole world. What if you’re a kid, fresh with thoughts and outside-the-box ideas but shadowed by older, more experienced writers? Well, you have an alternative, you know. You’re here now. You’re in cyberspace where everyone in the world can see you. Where they can hear/read what you have to say. Don’t waste the opportunity to have your voice heard. Don’t pass up the chance, because who knows really? What we write now can actually save the world!

XOXO

I’m scratching the plan.

So recap: here was what I was planning to do. There’s a couple of notes (actually, five) about my life that’s in my Facebook account that I would like the whole world to see.

These five Notes were the basis of my fourth quarter grade in my senior year elective, Journalism. Our topic was Web Casting but we just decided to write and post on the ‘Net. The notes that I’m going to post here are the products of my last three months in high school.

Every week, our teacher will announce a phrase/word that will dictate what we are going to write about, and since we needed people to respond to them, we decided that the quickest and easiest way for us to do that is to just post them on Facebook, where all our friends can read it.

I realized that the plan about the posts was a little sketchy, so I’ve decided to just put all of them in one extremely long post, with commentary and maybe a few pictures thrown in. So watch out for that ;)

XOXO

-May 17, 2011 update-

I just realized how unpractical that^ is. Maybe it’s just because I haven’t seen them in a month, but when I looked again, each note was at least 1 MS Word page long. Which would make for an entirely boring (AND long) post. So, to make it more feasible, I’m just gonna post them individually, but at the same time. So you won’t have to wait and so you can comment on them individually :)

MORE POWER!

Finally.

My first ever up and working blog.  And I know that technically, my Tumblr is a blog, but I mean something with a bit more me in it, and not just some posts that I happen to like and reblog, etc. etc. I want something that people will see as exclusively mine. Just me. Period.

As of this moment, I will consider this my autobiography, Tumblr my dreams, Twitter my musings-slash-mouth, and Facebook as the avenue for the necessary daily human interaction. Feel free to follow/be friends with me :)

Since I’m not having a case of itchy fingers yet, I’m gonna kick off this blog with posts I have written before, but did not have a chance to share with most people. For example, my Facebook notes. While public, only people I’m friends with can access it. But I want my works to be read by everyone, so there.

Basically, this is gonna be like a ‘dump site’ (but not for trash) for the first few posts, but you won’t know that since there’s a very high possibility that I am not FB friends with you (And I realize that comment is moot because the only reason you’re ever gonna be reading this is if I advertise it first in one of the above-mentioned accounts).

Cheers!

XOXO