after staring at the research i need to read for the articles i'm supposed to write (take note, staring, not actually reading), i've decided to take a break. i can't concentrate and well, when this kind of thing happens, it's better to take 2 or 24 hours off of doing anything.
i wonder where these blah states come from. are they born out of the same abysmal pit of frustrations and longing? or are they extraterretrial signals that make people stop whatever the hell they are doing at that particular point? i guess i'll file that question under recurring life questions like "bakit walang babaeng hermitanyo?"
anyway, i have tons of things that need doing and i seem to be in want of something but i don't know what it is. do i need, uhh... dare i say it, inspiration?
maybe i just need some sleep.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Friday, August 1, 2008
it's a friendster world
I was cleaning up my Yahoo mail inbox (cleaning up spam - guess what, i won several million dollars) and opened an update from Friendster (apparently, one of my friends burped or something). So I follow the link and log in to my friendster account. Yes, i do have one, though I open it about once a year on average.
Page loads and I decided to do a little experiment. I clicked the "Friends" link. Who the hell are these people? Okay, I did recognize some of them but honestly, I remembering some of them proved futile. Some pictures did help (I stared at one picture. after 5 painful minutes of turning my brain inside out, I realized it was a classmate back in high school. give me a break, okay? she used to be a he.) and the "Friends in Common" feature was a blessing.
After a couple of pages of browsing through old co-workers, classmates from college, highschool and elementary, friends from Ragnarok and Ran, and complete strangers (i must have been drunk when i approved those), among others, I gave up, realizing I was in over my head.
It's just sad. The human memory stinks. It betrays even the fondest memories of friends. There are no change logs, no quest logs, no detailed accounts of how or when or where you met them, and no rewind and replay buttons.
Page loads and I decided to do a little experiment. I clicked the "Friends" link. Who the hell are these people? Okay, I did recognize some of them but honestly, I remembering some of them proved futile. Some pictures did help (I stared at one picture. after 5 painful minutes of turning my brain inside out, I realized it was a classmate back in high school. give me a break, okay? she used to be a he.) and the "Friends in Common" feature was a blessing.
After a couple of pages of browsing through old co-workers, classmates from college, highschool and elementary, friends from Ragnarok and Ran, and complete strangers (i must have been drunk when i approved those), among others, I gave up, realizing I was in over my head.
It's just sad. The human memory stinks. It betrays even the fondest memories of friends. There are no change logs, no quest logs, no detailed accounts of how or when or where you met them, and no rewind and replay buttons.
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