My mark on the WaWaWa (extension of Q1.1)

Do you know what I like to do every now and again? Google myself... and when I do, I get around one million hits. Insane in the membrane!!! Its not all about me, as that would be a tad on the worry side, but as long as either my name or surname pops up, it will give a result.


Your digital footprint gets as big as you make it. If you have a Twitter account,  Facebook account, Tumblr, Pinterest, bladiblabla.... the list goes on; your information from those accounts will be seen on Google and other search engins. Its fun to say to your friends: " Remember when we got totally crazy and tipped a cow?" that's cool to say, just not a good idea to be posting that on the interwebs. Every one will know and the SPCA will be on your doorstep. Do not think that me saying that statement means that I have done something like that, because trust me, I haven't and I never will.




I have left myself a few marks on the interwebs such as Facebook and Twitter and even LinkdIn. I like that! Jap jap! It tends to make you wonder how far you will go and see what is out there and find the results that belong to your very identity.


And so in the words of Teyana Taylor or most probably her lyricist..... 'Google Me Baby!'

Bibliography

• Larry Kramer . 2009. What is a Digital Footprint? . [ONLINE] Available at: http://www.corprominence.com/digital-footprint. [Accessed 11 April 14].
• Karbach, M. (2011). A Great Guide On Teaching Students About Digital Footprint. Available: http://www.educatorstechnology.com/2013/04/a-great-guide-on-teaching-students.html. Last accessed 15 May 2014.
• Teyana Taylor. (2008). Teyana Taylor - Google Me. [Online Video]. 24 November. Available from: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_BIKQfAgh4. [Accessed: 22 May 2014].

College and and all that jazz

This year has so far been alright. I have started a degree to become a teacher. To be more exact, an English Teacher. This happens to be so, for my love of the written word. One pleasure as to which one of these days you will be a witness to.

College is packed to the brim with a whole new stream of first years. I kind of like to take the pleasure and sit on the side lines and watch them get slightly confused until I start laughing and then go up to them and help the fresh meat out. That's mean.. College newbies, then.

I have been studying for about a week and half to this very day. Although, to give a slight background story.. I have already been here at college for the past two years. Why am I studying some more then? At first I was studying to be a journalist... I do hope that this is slightly coming together in your mind... Because of my need to randomly jot down a few sentences to either call it a poem or a short story. And so I'm guessing you have made the clear connection... English is my favourite subject. Today, my only lecture for four hours was that lovely subject and we chatted all about poems. We read a very interesting one, named 'To his Coy Mistress' which in the end where we had to discuss, a few topics came to my peers' mind... Give it a read and tell me what you think .

Roar and Stuff

OK, so from now on you are all in my mind and are here to read what I actually think about and the first topic on hand....

Who here thinks that watching movies in the cinema is absolutely fantastical???? Yes, Yes... I do!!!. The feeling of having yummy fluffy clouds of popcorn in a large box that is all for you? Wow!! You own that. Recently I just went to go to my favorite movie house at Ster Kinekor Nouveau, where, according to my boyfriend, I know every one. It just seems to be the case as I go to a lot of movies. Its like the best thing in the world!!! Other than dinosaurs and popcorn.....

Imagine seeing the T-Rex trying to grab popcorn with its teeny tiny little hands. No matter how useless and silly they have been told they are. But then all I can see is the T-Rex hurtling its nose and mouth into the popcorn bowl and chowing those clouds as if they are some very small animals... That do not exist today, or maybe they do, we just dont know what... hehehe.



Anyway....  So I went to go and see a movie called Her that I really wanted to see when I caught  a glimpse of the trailer. Yet as soon as I sit in the empty movie house (that happens a lot) and the movie starts, it gets as awkward when a bunny is becoming a serial killer.. Especially when I took my mother to see this movie.... Dearest fuzzballs, the only thing that I thought would make things less weird was to wave my hands on the side of my body and scream like a pterodactyl... Or, maybe not.

The concept of the movie Her,was pretty darn interesting, what with the idea of the advent of technology in today's day and age as well as the relationships we have with our computers and cell phones. Let's face it, none of you can spend one day away from your computer or smart phone. If you look at the movie from that way, the whole story makes sense, but just as long as you don't think about anything else you see or to put in the best words, 'hear'.



This movie is set in the near future where all men wear weird pants and operating systems' belong in your ear.

I do not want to give too much away, just because I am a nice person and I want to let you relive the awkwardness that I went through.

... Enjoy!!
















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Video: Her - Official Trailer

The creation of the wicked weirdness (Q1.1)

First thing's first. This is my first blog that I have made... Ever. To give you all a slight description of myself let me start from the beginning.


I am from a family of three. My delightful mother, my beautiful older sister and then there is me. I am what you would say, insane-in-the-membrane since I can remember and hit the ages of the teen years. That is when I found myself and to know who I really am. My mom and dad are divorced and it has been like that since I was at the young age of six.


Throughout the years, the concept of coming from a separated family has become easier to deal with. Coming from sunny South Africa, I am sad to say that my father lives half way across the world in the windy city... Chicagoooo, in the United States of America.


I am a delight to behold... I tend to say things that might not be true, but that is since I categorize myself in the weirdness factor. Since this is a blog to show you all what I am about, It is safe to say that I am not going to tell you much.


Having lots to share, I suggest that you take your time to go through what I have in store..

For more fun, refer to 'My mark on the wa wa wa'.