Twitter is my paradise. For those of you who do not know what it is, it is an online website that gives anyone around the world the ability to share their thoughts publicly in 140 words or less. I assume you’re possibly thinking “well we have Facebook for that, so what’s the point?” or “How could it be any better? When you only get 140 words.” The idea behind it is, you learn to say what you have to say quickly and to the point, and it gives others the chance to, what I call “Freak Tweet” about television, books, music. Whatever is on your mind, and you’re able to do that without the worry of judgement from friends, or being too obsessive with what you post. Because on twitter, the more you “tweet” (what is known as posting) the better. Some individuals also make the comparison of Twitter to Instagram. They say “Instagram is just twitter with pictures.” As true as that may be, in my own personal opinion, I would not have Instagram to being with. Twitter is the place I go to, to say something short but sweet, when I have something I need to express off the top of my mind. Which then leads to one of the aspects of Twitter that I find most fascinating—exploring clusters of loosely related people by looking at the updates from their friends. There are stories told in between updates. Who’s at a conference, and do they know each other? Who’s on the road, and who’s at home. Narratives that wind around and between the updates and the people, that show connections. Updates that echo each other, or even directly respond to another Twitter post.
There’s more to it than that, but I’m still sorting it all out in my head. Just wanted to post an early-warning signal that I see something important happening here, something worth paying (more than partial) attention to.
If you ever want to catch my “Freak Tweeting” in action check me out on Twitter at @NamaraEppster
Someone once said that it’s choice, not chance, that determines our destiny.
I choose to care whole heartedly about a lot of things because that’s just how I grew up. I do not use that as my excuse though. I love to try at almost anything. If only there was a way I could help my fellow classmates work hard as well. Outside of high school, encouragement does not exactly exist. That’s why I am learning as much as I can now, before it’s all up to me.
Making the choices to succeed is how I got to where I am today. Chance, is what my peers are banking on to make it through life. Their families will have them covered with their fortune, but that only gets them so far in life, what about morals? Or how dare I say EFFORT?
I am exhausted of listening to the same speeches, the same quotes, and the lack of positive energy my generation has. My teachers/instructors in school have given me little “awards” for using simple common sense. That just shows how the knowledge in teens today has gone to hell. I probably believe the things I do, and act the way am because I may have adapted to my generation, but I wish to of been a part of an earlier one.
This may sound weird, but when I was younger and my friends began getting their phones, my mom had given me one but I refused to use it for a while. I believed I was better than my classmates. Not getting attached to such meaningless forms of communication. I have done that with several things in my life, TV, music and countless others. I make the choice to fix bad habits, and make others appreciate ones they do not have. If the exposure of technology affected my way of life I found a way to control it. Not leaving it up to chance. Because that’s how I live day by day. Choice over chance. A hopeful role model for future generations.
-You make the choice to be the person you are. Blogger101 ❤
From the occasional emotional post, to several rants, and lastly the overall review on my day/week. It has officially been a year since I started this blog up. I have been writing for years, but as of April last year is when I turned over to WordPress to write more for an audience rather then personal value. Right from the beginning I knew this was not going to be something I was going to just give up. My self-discipline to keeping a schedule of when to write, and how much, has been incredible. It’s been a year and not one month has gone by where I have not written about something. My writing is going to continue to grow, and with Confessions Of A Crazy Blogger, my life will as well.
Ta ta for now – Blogger101 ❤
As my mind settles back in to the wonders of the weekend and uncontrolled routines, I take the time to appreciate the opportunities I was given this week, and focus on how I can try to help others receive them in the future as well.
In complete honesty I am what some would call a “try hard.” Staying in during lunch hours to review recent work, finishing projects days in advance, and lastly just the overall being involved in whatever I am capable of doing. As you can possibly tell, I am as well an avid writer. A young one at that, but still have a whole hearted passion for it. An idea that gradually popped into my head, was how my school does not offer classes or clubs of any sort that can help promote students with an interest in writing. Aside from structured essays, book reports, and the occasional novel. So when I arrive at school Monday morning I am going to take the initiative to ask my fellow teachers how I could go about starting something up like that. Creative writing club?
This is my chance I believe to take the opportunity to be a leader and help other fellow young writers such like myself have the chance to meet other people with the similar interest. A little far fetched? Maybe. “If your dream is a big dream, and if you want your life to work on the high level that you say you do, there’s no way around doing the work it takes to get you there.”
― Joyce Chapman