So, I really like psychology and find the social aspect of it fascinating. There’s probably some underlying psychological explanation for my interest, such as “why am I so bad at it?” or “why can’t I just be myself” or something along those lines.

Anyway, it’s interesting how people interact.

I just read a NYTimes article on how lonely people beget more loneliness by spreading their loneliness onto their friends. Isn’t that sad? Time to be more optimistic, plus they live longer. But why live longer if you’re gonna be unable to do things you really want to? Like walk? I don’t know.

Just like how people with friends tend to live longer. I don’t know so much about this long life business, but I think if I were not able to take care of myself at an old age, I would not want to burden by grandchildren.

Bah, I don’t know what I’m typing anymore. I just took this MBIT Career Personality Test and I think my self-evaluation of my personality back in January 2009 changed at this point. Hmm, wonder why?

My friends say I’ve changed since last year in a good way. Haha. Can’t be a mean person anymore :[

Okay, time to be a Facebook stalker and see what people are up to since they obviously don’t have the time of day to tell me personally so I should read it… hmm. Sounds very close and touching to me. I don’t know. That’s my view on it and I guess I think others think like me… when they obviously don’t? Haha. I guess the way I act towards others is how I want to be treated. Lol.

Er. Dang, I should be asleep? ‘Cause I’m a robot.

If you really know me, you’d think I was paranoid. That’s what my sister says about me when I go nuts over Facebook privacy settings.

I don’t let a lot of people see my photos, hence the “Limited List.” I do not let my news to be fed. I’m not one of these Facebook-stalkers that I speak of because I don’t even read the homepage news feed of my friends. The way I see it: if they didn’t tell me about something, it isn’t my business. That’s not a good way of life, haha.

I’m wary of what I post on the internet now. There’s a lot of REAL stalkers out there… and a lot of people can’t be trusted… so just watch out.

Even the people that you DO know can be a bit stalkerish.

Example 1:

Friend A is on my limited list, hence Friend A cannot see any photos [tagged] of me. Yet, Friend A manages to see a picture of me at a certain event. The next night, Friend A asks me “how was it?” even though I never made Friend A aware of my going prior to the event.

Example 2:

Friend B and Friend C are both going to an event at night. There was a Facebook event page of this. Mutual Friend D tells Friend B to have fun. Friend B and Friend C did not tell Friend D about it. Friend B thought Friend C told Friend D, and Friend C thought Friend B told Friend D. But Friend D was just being a bit too bored and started Facebook-stalking.

I used to think posting your full name was really bad. Even though there are many people out there with my name, I still thought I’d get stalked or someone would steal my identity. I still feel that way, but my full name is still posted somewhere. Oh well.

I have also been told that whatever we submit in search engines gets sold to advertisers so they can target us better. Now that’s freaky. I read somewhere we shouldn’t Google ourselves because then the ads agencies can find us! :O

When you’re logging into sites and stuff, especially when the information-transfer includes your address, be sure the site is https:// . There were a few times where the site did not have the s, but I submitted my information anyway.

Just hope one day some weirdo won’t steal your photos and pretend to be you by making a fake social-network profile.

Oh yeah, be careful of WHAT you post. Durrr. Like photos of you getting wasted when you’re underage. Like posting you hate your job. Like posting the job you just got sucked (fired much?). Like personal stuff you don’t want others to know (especially on other people’s “Walls” when it’s obviously public).

You might want to consider tightening your security now :)

I always knew that we could never really be ourselves whenever we want to.

We’re always viewed a certain way, people expect certain things from us, and we feel obliged to act that way, or compelled to do so to prevent social resentment.

If you have time, read “My Secret Life as a Black Man” by Anthony Walton. Basically, he says, blacks have this certain style of acting dictated by society and family. Even strangers would spite him for doing something “out of the ordinary” because of his skin color. His parents say he’s too much of something else, his white peers think him weird, his black friends think him arrogant. So he tries to appeal to them all by being a certain person in front of all of them. (He also said this awesome line that I can’t remember at the moment and will dig it up later.)

Everyday, you can notice how people act. They’re not fully open about themselves. They speak sparingly. It’s like those small talks you have for the sake of it and nothing gets known. ‘Cause you know what happens when you do act like yourself? People feel weird and they can’t accept it. Hence, you react and only show a side of yourself to them.

At what point can you be yourself?

Alright, let me just rant about this phrase “what’s up” and its variety.

For every word “you” think of the person that initiates and “I” as the responder.

So you feel inclined/obligated to chat–maybe for old times sake or because you really haven’t spoke to me in a while–so the phrase pops out. Look, you really didn’t want to talk anyway, so just don’t. It just makes the conversation awkward and die in a few minutes unless I care to share about my life.

So you’re bored and you go with the phrase. Are you hoping that I would respond with my lovely details of what I am actually doing to relieve you of your boredom? I don’t think so. If you’re bored, go do something else.

So you really want to start a conversation, but don’t have any method and use the phrase. If you’re so anxious to talk to me, why not just go with what you want to say instead of wondering what I would say to your stupid phrase? I obviously don’t want to talk to you since you’re the one who wants to initiate the chat. You might even be met with a better response than “the sky” or “nothing” which ends the conversation anyway unless you say something else (that you could’ve started the conversation with anyway). So instead of asking about ME, why not share something about YOU so the conversation is really one instead of time-wasting garbage?

Kay, thanks.

Wow, so these are the awesome Pocky Sticks my sister has. I just took a pouch out of the box and was stunned. And I can’t even try them yet until she gets home!

It’s been a month since I last blogged :O Not very fond of blogging since I have a journal. So I don’t have a job; I’ve applied to so many places too, and no place has called back. Everybody wants experience now, so whatever.

To pass time I jog, swim, draw, read and walk. Yup. I’m a crazy person, even my dad says so. Wheee, volleyball.

It’s really hot. :T

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