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This blog existed originally as a project for my Journalism class as a Communications neophyte. But I decided to continue it still because I do love what I do, and I can't just leave this blog to rot. So far, I've got 2 blogs. The first one is a really bad version of a college-survival blog. And the second is a more personal blog dedicated to venting out the many debates that go on in my Egyptian head.

Sunday 27 May 2012

Am I sexy and I know it or.. honey you don't need to show it?

Today's post is inspired by a video I watched a few months ago with my friend Sieg. The video is of Glozell (a somewhat funny woman on Youtube) wearing a bikini and asking her audience if she's fine or.. unfine. Click here if you want to watch the video (I suggest you do, so that you could come up with your own unbiased opinion).

So Glozell isn't the fittest person out there and in the video, you can expect what she'd talk about. The beginning is already her saying there's a lot of pressure in society for people to look good but that you should love yourself no matter what. Then she moves on to ask the audience what they/we think of her... "or should I even care?" she goes on to say which actually hits me. I guess most of us try to be like that. We shouldn't really care what people think, but unfortunately, we're part of a social community. We DO care what people think and say. But I'm straying from my point..

My first reaction was my usual. Honestly, just.. wow, I'm so proud she doesn't care, she's not scared to expose herself like that when I can't even wear an almost-fit shirt for fear of it showing the rounded & unflattering shape of my tummy. And here she is, wearing a bikini AND posting the video of her in it on the internet, the fastest, most widespread way to share anything really. Kudos to her, you know? Why.. why can't I have that confidence? Why can't I realize that being human isn't just about being thin and I shouldn't waste my time worrying about how my body isn't as skinny as I'd like it to be, you know?

But after I showed it to Sieg, he had a different opinion which made me think. If we keep telling people, it's okay to be overweight, wouldn't that have a negative effect on them instead? It's like telling the kids, keep eating these mediocre fast-food burgers, gain weight and don't bother exercising to stay fit because it's OKAY.

I think there's a mistake here, where they try to send a positive message to the people. Instead of constantly reminding them to love their (overweight) body the way it is, they could change that. Instead of that, tell people that it's wrong to be okay with it. Being overweight isn't worth it, specially since it could lead to other health risks. What they could do instead is to inspire people to accept OTHER things. Say.. Accept one's chinky eyes, or one's shortness or your frizzy hair or dark skin tone. Those are the things people should learn to embrace and to accept. Because these are the things that won't harm you. Being overweight, well that will.

But before this ends, I don't mean to offend anyone through this post. I don't judge people, though it may sound I do through this. But it's just a thought, it's not something that pops into my head every time I see someone "unfine". I mean, I myself am rather unfine. All my friends have grown out of that and turned into young ladies but I guess I'm a late bloomer, or at least I like to think I am. But I'm trying to change, because I don't like how I am and this is the very reason for my unstable self-worth. Dear God, I hope I do get out of this ugly body someday.

Friday 25 May 2012

I'm not a good writer.

I'm not a good writer. I like to imagine that I am, but I'm not. I like to think that I can write witty blogs and humorous tales, but I can't and I don't. At least I try to.

I still research before writing a blog post to get my facts straight, but I wish I didn't have to. I still find myself using a thesaurus just to find the right words to use. I'm almost perpetually at a loss for words, and words.. well, they're pretty important for writers.

I wish that one day, I could publish a book that I'd be wholly proud of, that wouldn't be hidden in the nook of a library that goes unnoticed and becomes the novel dwelling of a lonesome spider.

I read as much as I can and I find that the knowledge you learn through books are way more practicable than those from formal classes. The books I read make me feel more emotions than my own life does. My life's a bore, and everything I read inspires me. I wish I could be an amazing blogger with many followers, followers that actually read what I write and are inspired by my works. 

Is there a way to learn how to write well or are you born with it? If you're born with it, then, well.. is it developed or is it just there? If not, how do you learn to be a good writer? I know there are always tips and advices, but it's not all too easy too comply. I mean, if it was, wouldn't we all be good writers by now? Does time help you become better and if so, how exactly does that work? If I write for 5 years, am I bound to be novel-worthy?

I'm not a good writer. I like to imagine that I am, but I'm not. I like to think that I can write witty blogs and humorous tales, but I can't and I don't. At least.. At least I try to. 

Thursday 24 May 2012

This pathetic post

For the longest time, I've been inspired to write about a lot of things. That being the very reason why I resolved to establish another blog. But now that I've finally gotten myself to create the blog, my mind is suddenly blank and to be honest, I'm entirely frustrated with myself.

I've transferred to a new school, a new city and I'm living on my own. Despite meeting my high school friends on a regular basis (3-4 times/week. How do we not get sick of each other, really), I still find myself with a lot of time for myself and I can't help but think about a lot of things. Aside from that, I don't have Sieg or Foofie (my close friends in Iloilo) to argue or discuss matters with so it's been making me a bit uneasy. The other day, I had a conversation with a high school friend about Greece, and out of frustration, I ended up starting a bloody argument with him. I haven't had a decent intellectual conversation in a while and I'm in need of people who crave the same thing.

So this is my.. haven, I guess? If I can't debate with someone, I might as well write it down. Vent my frustrations through a blog, write down the thoughts I never dared express in front of other people. So here, you find out what goes on in my mind, and what AJ really is. Because I can be a person with many personalities, all true to me, but all rather conflicting still.