Ink, Writing and Tree Tattoos

This starting January my father gave me one of those free planners that you get from the office. Normally (or around maybe 2 years ago when I had a craze for planners) I would be excited. But my reaction was a little underwhelming. I didn’t start thinking about writing in it until I actually had something reasonably important to put. And when I did, I took out a pen, pointed it towards the black smooth surface, only to realize I have forgotten how to write with my hands.

I’ve had many experiences with planners. Daily, monthly, yearly, portable, on the wall or large enough to fit your desk and have nothing else on it. But I never really get into the groove of keeping a tangible one. The time when I finally started to have a sense of organization is when I moved to using my smartphone as an alternative. Now with another thick-bound book in my hands, do I use it?

Yes.

As with anyone and everyone with a blog, we love to write. But what medium we use usually differs. Some prefer the old pen and paper partners and some prefer the pixels and the sound of the wandering fingers over keys. What I find different between the two is not much of the issue when it comes to differentiating the ideas that come out of the writer’s brain. The brain, is the source. But on which canvas you draw your ideas in, that’s a different issue.

Now why do I opt to write on a planner that commands me to etch on it with ink? To me, ink on paper is a greater commitment. You can’t erase it. Now what about a pencil, then? You can erase it, but the embossed surface on the paper is not something you can take back. In a way, it’s a commitment. You wrote that in. You said that you’ll be meeting this certain person at 1 pm at the library. You wrote it in. You have to do it.

This doesn’t apply to planners alone. Oh, you wrote freinds instead of friends? Sucks. Let’s just keep it there until you scratch over it. But you remember the mistake, right? That time that you wrote down a term during a class lecture? You wrote it on the upper left corner of your textbook. You remember it, don’t you?

Which leads me to my next point. Personally, when I write with ink or lead, I think to myself first before I scratch the surface. Should that really be written? Does that sound proper? Thinks like that. It’s like thinking about getting a tattoo. Do I want it to say “I Love Mom” or do I want it to say “Carpe Diem”? You think about it, because there’s some permanence to it. You’ll have to stick to it for a while. It sticks to the paper, and it sticks to your brain.

This what I think is lacking in today’s age. We type too much, think too less. With the presence of the internet we don’t think about what we say, which is why I find comment sections of websites more amusing than actual content. In an uncomfortable note, cyber-bullying is also a huge by-product of this keyboard/pen disparity. With pen and paper, you’d pause before you say “tl;dr” or “get out of your mom’s basement you fa*g*t”.

You think before you say things you might not mean to say.

You think before you say things you might not mean.

You think before you say things.

You think.

Inspired by Pens and Pencils by Daily Post

Four Months of Open Labor

As with recent debate in the local government and universities about improving our education system, I was graced (or rather, cursed) with a four-month vacation. Yes, it has been 4 months since I last saw a majority of schoolmates. One would think that I would be well rested after this sufficient amount of full sleeps and worry-free days.

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“I Am In Charge,” says society.

I took a Psychology 101 class last semester and we were asked to view an experiment entitled as Milgram Experiment (or at least, that’s what it was famously named).

In the experiment the subjects were asked by the scientist, or the administrator, to give a certain amount of electrical shock to a subject s/he just met that day in the other room. As the experimentation continues, the shocks become more amplified, and the subjects were observed of how they reacted, and how they subjected their will to administrator who was watching over them. It was considered one of the most controversial experiments due to its psychological pressure through obedience to a higher authority. And it got me thinking.

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When People Randomly Break Into Song

In the Philippine sub-culture, (I don’t know if it’s an official thing or anything, but hey, it counts if a majority follows it right?) we have the term LSS, meaning Last Song Syndrome. I think I read somewhere that it’s synonymous to the “ear worm” or something.

However, the LSS factor means that it’s the song stuck in your head because you heard it somewhere, but there really is not much significance or point of the song, just the fact that it was the most recent thing that you heard. Sentimental songs (how I like to call them) are long-lasting, memory-invoking pieces that make you remember a distant past, to the point that you almost forgot it until BAM!, this song comes on TV or anywhere else.

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Red flowers, fabulous gifts and the snow: Wait, we’re talking about Valentines?

Oh, that holiday in which we either have our hearts swollen over, or deflated like there’s no tomorrow. But there are some things that I find remarkably noticeable with Valentines.

Christmas and Valentines, both originating as Christian holidays (at least as far as I know) are celebrated regardless of ethnicity, location and affiliations. They both have a pre-celebration period and it’s a time spent with loved ones, and the time when the Earth overflows with unity, peace and love. They are very much the same in most aspects, and well, not always in a positive note.

The days are two of the most prominent holidays that offer the worst kind of consumerism. Christmas and Valentines cards, children’s gifts, loved ones’ chocolates and flowers, expensive dinner dates and Christmas feasts even holiday lights and jewelries. Everything is hyped up, and every store in the mall and street corners are decorated with hearts or snow men or Santa Claus. And there are a few things that I find peculiar:

  • I know that people will say “tradition,” but I think if expressing love, which is supposed to be addressed everyday, calls for tradition… well.
  • Christmas is celebrated of course once a year due to the idea that births are only once a year, so that’s pretty acceptable. Valentines, I don’t forgive as much. Am I only allowed to express love once a year?
  • Another thing about the 14th is that everyone is expecting it, and it’s either dreaded or anticipated. Christmas is anticipated too, but not quite in the same way. There’s always an expectation of doing something “special” on the romantic day, and if it’s not done, there seems to be grave consequences. (Believe me, I’ve seen them.)

Both are fine celebrations, but sometimes it’s forgotten that these days are celebrated for a reason. May it be the spirit of giving or the rampant idea of expressing love to your loved ones, they are great overall. But really, is expressing your love and generosity defined by the amount of flowers you give, or the number of gifts you’ve provided?

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Why iOS 7 is a fashion trend

I am currently writing this on an iOS6-run Apple product. Still, yes.

We are all aware that the new (or maybe now not so new) iOS update has been released for quite sometime now. The hip Apple culture has clamored the update, but afterwards have been complaining on how slow and how battery-draining it is. It’s like a big “haha, got you!” campaign. So I prevent myself from updating, as to not compromise my necessity to use the product all-day. But man, it sure is a bit humiliating.
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