Photography

Selfie Culture

There’s an awful lot of talk from the older generation and cynical youths about ‘selfie culture’ – in other words: lots of first world teenagers and young adults are taking continuous pictures of themselves with the convenient front-facing cameras on the latest smart phones. Selfies have bombarded social media, and you can find a sometimes too-close-up of anybody’s face on Twitter, Facebook or, more commonly, Instagram without looking too hard.

It’s difficult to ignore, and it’s difficult to accept, with the idea that it’s horrifically vain and unnecessary. People have screamed ‘Stop taking pictures of your face and your food!’ to no avail, meeting a noisy wall of camera shutters and satisfying digital *pings*.

We’ve had selfies for charity, selfies for good causes, selfies for no reason at all, and it’s been met with a red rage from many internet users.

It’s a different world to what it used to be, but people have always – always – had pictures of themselves. Are we taking into account the royal portraits that adorn the walls of stately homes and castles? What is the difference between a picture of somebody, standing alone and someone who has snapped a picture of their face because they are proud of their make-up?

I don’t look at selfies as vain, or inappropriate. We live in a world that has developed a second nature of putting people down behind the walls of the internet, with no fear. Both women and men alike are scrutinised for how they look and in the current state of things, it feels like nobody can say anything right. So why not celebrate how you look? Some days I wake up on a morning and really struggle to look in the mirror. Other people feel the same and on that one day that they feel good about themselves, they should be entitled to celebrate that online to their friends. They shouldn’t feel nervous about posting their face online because they are contributing to the horrible ‘selfie culture’. Let’s just celebrate people’s looks and their confidence rather than putting everyone down, inadvertently or not.

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Life Experience

I miss…

A video showed up in my Facebook notifications from nearly four years ago, back when I was in first year at university. Even though I’m only in touch with two out of the eight or nine people in that 30 second video, I miss a lot about that year.

It was a difficult year, though, with an awful lot of wasted effort and hard work on relationships, romantic or otherwise, that turned into nothing. It was a year that taught me about people, and how to deal with different personalities, whether they clashed with mine or not. That year taught me how to love someone and how to deal with their absence and the way they crushed out relationships. It also taught me that not everyone is truthful and that people are quite capable of being hurtful without too much of a conscience to hold them back.

What I miss, however, is spending time with different people every day, not knowing who would rock up that evening or who you’d be staying up late with, sharing secrets and chatting about anything and everything. I miss the ridiculous fancy dress outfits and (in a weird way) the drama that surrounded daily life. It’s an interesting psychological challenge to try to suss people out.

I miss going to lectures and learning new things, I miss going to different people’s houses/flats for dinner and I miss going out at least twice a week to let down my hair and party with whoever I was friends with at the time.

I’m an entirely different person to who I was in first year, in 2011/12. Anybody that I knew then, you probably don’t know me now and there’s a chance that we would get on now after we’ve all changed through the last three to four years. Many times, I think about reaching out to those I lost touch with, but then remember it’s probably not worth it. This time in four years I will likely miss the peace of living with friends and the freedom of not having a proper career. Who knows where I’ll be, or even who I’ll be.

So for anybody just starting out at university in their first year, treasure it. You might find it hard, you might find your best friends, you might even find yourself, but take lots of pictures and make lots of memories. Just enjoy the feelings of knowing anyone in the world can impact on your life at this very moment.

Life Experience, World

Christmas spirit, or lack thereof

York, England, lunch time. Two days before Christmas. Going into town is possibly one of the worst decisions a girl can make but yours truly did it anyway. Pandemonium is the only word for what I experienced I think. And there were two categories of people: those who knew that they were shopping for and those who didn’t. The latter were the most difficult to work with, constantly stopping and starting, turning around and being surprised when they found you standing behind them, stunned that the movement of the packed path had been stopped by someone away with the fairies.

I understand that Christmas is the most stressful time of year for a high street in a city centre and I have had my fair share of stress so far but what got me most today was how rude people are…like, really rude. So much that I had one person growl at me in the ear and swear when he came running out of a shop and almost crashed into me. Look where you’re going, hello? We don’t have traffic lights for pedestrians, you have to do the looking yourself, idiot.

The Christmas spirit just isn’t there when people are shopping. I resorted to doing most of mine on the Internet a few weeks ago because it’s incredibly challenging to try to face the crowds in the town centre, everyone either dashing somewhere or looking gaumless at all the shops. Where has my Christmas spirit gone? I’m not entirely sure. It’ll be back come the 25th though…

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Entertainment

It’s Time…

I’ve just uploaded my first Vlog to this blog. Rhyming, innit. It’s the Pre Vlog Vlog. And tomorrow hopefully I’ll get the first review up somehow, somewhere. If you can’t understand my Yorkshire accent, then I apologise, but it’s not changing any time soon. There’s nothing else on the page at the moment, only this video. It’s 2 minutes, that’s all…I think…ha. Not sure.

Don’t hate on them…or me. I’m too adorable for that. I joke, of course.

Life Experience, University

Awkward…

Since mentioning that I was thinking about doing some vlogs, I’ve been trying out all my technologies (all three of them) to see what works best and as of today I’ve recorded a couple of them. But, that’s not what this post is about. I settled on my Sony Handycam, so I looked on the hard drive to see what’s on it, what the last thing was that I filmed. This is where it gets…odd. Well, not for you, of course, only for me because you don’t know these people. When you’re a human, which I’m pretty certain most of you are, you make friends who you get very close to, very quickly. And then, all of a sudden, they’re out of your life. Just like that, and you’re looking round like what the hell just happened?

Ace Nao Friends :D
Ace Nao Friends 😀

Anyway, I found a video with two people in it that I was very close to. Like, ridiculously close. Embarrassingly. And I did get so embarrassed. Just remembering that these people that I used to associate with all the freakin’ time did actually exist, even though they don’t to me any more. It’s just crazy how relationships with people change in the space of, what? A week. I just can’t comprehend that I have a completely different circle of friends – a stronger and bigger one at that – compared to this time last year. Well, maybe not actually. The whole kerfuffle dragged out for soooo long, it all started like last January? I think. I dunno, I forget. On purpose.

It just blew my mind that this was a life I used to have with these people not even that long ago. My mind is just gone. It’s baffling. I feel like a completely different person. I guess that shows that you’re moulded by your friends and the people that you’re around. Just me?

The end of the story, anyway, is that I pressed delete.

Entertainment, Television

Jezza

Being at home gives me the opportunity to watch one of my beloved trashy tv shows: The Jeremy Kyle Show. I’m not even kidding, I love it so much, I could watch it all day. It’s not to make myself feel better, or to laugh at those on it…it’s more if a fascination that I get to know that people actually live with these problems. And yes, I’m going to live by the fact that it’s not actors, unlike what I think about Jerry Springer or something. And loads of people go on about Jeremy being hypocritical, but I couldn’t care less, I love it and always will.

Thank you for putting up with my meaningless, yet clearly highly interesting posts and rants 😉 ha.

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Life Experience, University, World

Observational Walking…

Be helpful. When you see a person without a smile, give him yours.

– Zig Ziglar

So I’m walking back to my accommodation from university – you should know I’m not one to call it ‘home’ because it actually doesn’t feel like it anymore – and I walked past this Chinese girl, who I think was heading to uni. Before she passed me, I could tell that her mouth was moving and I wondered if she was on one of those Bluetooth headsets on her phone.. nope, couldn’t find one. So now I’m thinking; is she talking to herself..? As she got nearer, I could hear her singing in Chinese and at first I scoffed, thinking she was slightly odd and eccentric and what kind of person in their right mind would sing when they’re walking on their own?

And then I stopped myself. I think I frowned a little as I was walking (the girl had long since passed me by now, which means I was frowning to myself – oh the hypocrisy!). What went through my head was quite simply, “Why not?” Why shouldn’t people sing to themselves when they’re walking? People sing in the shower and in their rooms when they’re on their own and, fair enough, there’s no one there to really hear or see them, but it’s the same principle, right?

Why should we all be really boring and just walk up and down with dull faces, expressionless expressions, just on the move. That’s all we’re doing, isn’t it? Moving from one situation to another. But this girl, she was making something pleasant out of walking. Sure it was a nice day, the sun was out and I’m going to go as far as saying there were birds singing in the trees, so she had a right to be happy. What right have I got to be miserable amongst all the other depressed losers that walk up and down? Everyone’s the same! The same, boring faces and more often than not with headphones in, isolating themselves. This girl was not only sharing her music with everyone, but she was inviting everyone into her life to share her happiness.

All I’m saying is, boys and girls, put a smile on your face when you’re walking, going somewhere, driving, or whatever. We’ve got no reason to be miserable! And…I’ve just realised how preachy and cheesy this whole post is, you must be grinning at my cringe-iness. But at least I made you smile, didn’t I? 😉