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The option to get married

Everybody seems to have something to say about the same-sex marriage ruling. And although I’ve been on that side of the boat before (I’m an equal opportunities player), I’ve never gotten so far that the inability to get married was a problem. It was always just acceptance, and this I’m sure even with the ruling will continue to be an issue.

I don’t appreciate that you have to be either for or against ‘marriage’ between same-sex couples. I am neither. Just like how I’m neither ‘for’ or ‘against’ marriage between heterosexuals.

So I will not pick a side – I’d like to sit here on this fence. Marriage has not worked for some heterosexuals, and I can imagine it might not work for the LGBTQXYZ group either. But if we were to believe in equality, and if we believe independent individuals exist (gay or not), then we’d watch and see if same sex marriages have the same successes and failures..and I’m really interested to find out.

My Facebook feed seems to be filled with people on one side or the other. My stand has always be that if someone supports it, that’s cool and if someone doesn’t, that’s cool too. We all have our reasons and no amount of debating on Facebook will change anyone’s mind – it’ll only emphasize your own narrow-mindedness to be unable to accept the other’s opinion.

But a majority of my feed seems to be supporters of the marriage debate and it’s feels a bit like peer pressure is sinking in and you’re deemed a narrow-minded, religious person if you don’t support gay marriage. Some people appreciate the option to get married (even if they might not choose to do it). Some people cannot get behind the issue, leave them be. They have their right to their own beliefs as much as you do.

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Songs to dream to

Since I’ve fixed up my Google account and have proper access to YouTube now, I thought I’d make use of its features. Now, this here is the kind of music I daydream to, and the kind of music I’d love to die to. ‘Songs to die to’ was the title of this post until I realised there might be people who might paint a depressing and morbid picture of me.

To elaborate on how un-morbid and un-depressed I am and paint the dream-like sequence that goes through my head when I picture death, I’ll refer you to the ending scene of one of my favourite movies. More dreamy than gruesome, and completely unrealistic.

In any case, Sigur Ros’ Hoppípolla at the top of the list of songs I would love to go to sleep with forever. If I ever meet with an untimely death, I trust you know what to do.

Social

Killing my Google+ accounts

I hate Google+. I hate it and all the limitations that come with it. And its limitations are why it can boast about its numbers but it can’t actually make a dent in the social networking space.

How many Gmail accounts does one person have? I’m willing to bet it’s more than two, and that’s not including work email accounts that are tied to Gmail.

I have three that I’m juggling. And according to Google, I’d have to create three separate Google+ accounts for the three emails that I have and I have to keep logging in and out of my separate accounts to access different Google products all the time.

Commenting on or liking a YouTube video is the worst when you realise you’re using your work account and you have to then switch to your personal account. I’ve stopped interacting with YouTube and using its liking, subscribing, and playlist features because of the hassle.

So I spent a few hours today messing around on Google+ and deleting things on the account without actually deleting the account. I had to jump through hoops in Picasa to delete my profile photo, but I’m so glad I can add a nickname to this account so that it’s evidently not in use.

Good Riddance

Good Riddance.

Come up with a better plan please, Google. I actually like some of your products.

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What do you do?

If there was one question I’m self-conscious about, this is it. I’m not sure why, but working on social media strategies and social media content sometimes feels frivolous when a majority of people seem to think all I do is just play around on Facebook. That’s not true.

I play around with Pinterest, Twitter, Instagram and Tumblr too.

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I’m (still) 25!

Right now as I’m writing this, it is perfectly okay for me to tell people that I’m 25. Because I am. If I did that in a couple of hours – I’d seem like I was embarrassed about my age. That’s nuts.

It’s perfectly normal to feel like it’s an issue when it isn’t, but we’ll get used to being our new age and telling people what that number is. But I usually forget and it catches me off-guard when someone asks. I’ll think for a second or two but it won’t mean anything when I say the number out loud.

But then you get to the number 30. And you panic and freak out because where did the years go?

That’s what happened to my 25th year. So this year, I’m going to be 26 to the best of my ability to prevent that from happening. #YouAreOnly26ForOneYear

I was 23 here!

No it’s not my birthday here. But this photo makes me happy and I thought it’d fit the theme.

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Social media blogs

There are thousands of social media blogs and millions of social media experts on Twitter out there. These blogs and influencers get really repetitive really quickly – because ultimately, there are really just three main things you can get out of them:

That brands have to embrace authenticity and transparency, that they should be listening to what people are saying online and having conversations with them, and that they have to invest in content.

They are helpful in understanding social media – and I read them to find out about new tools, new apps and updates in the space. But they’re really not helpful in understanding people – and their relationship with brands. Maybe someone should start one that allows a little insight into people and their behaviours instead.

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New goals

For someone who’s led a really passive, sedentary lifestyle, I really didn’t think I’d suddenly get the whole fitness thing. Sure, I’ve looked at Fitspo posts and images on Tumblr, and I get it – skinny girls look good in clothes and fit girls look good naked. But did I want to burn calories by getting wet and sweaty and gross?

In my head I thought that if I started working out regularly, I’d need to continue working out forever, and really, who needs that burden?

Ha! If you could only see me now. I don’t yet own enough muscles to impress anyone but ask me again in a few months.

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Neopets

I have a 14-year old account that’s active and alive – with a username I created when I was twelve, so that says something about the kind of username it was.

I remember lots of time spent on learning HTML to fill this space, which was probably the most productive thing I’ve gotten out of Neopets.

Neopets Shop

The rest of the time was spent earning Neopoints by buying/selling things in the shop, completing Faerie quests, playing games, aiming for high scores and collecting avatars.

I rediscovered it awhile back and got more active when I joined a guild and made friends on the site to distract myself from my studies in uni…because I was already doing so well in school and I wanted to cut my fellow students a break.

Eiji_1

So to learn that there is a possibility that Neopets might finally be shutting down or getting some really drastic change after all those years is pretty sad. But it’s likely it might be a change for the better so I’m hoping that’s what’s happening! So much nostalgia on there that it’s probably equivalent to what Pokemon means to me haha.

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For science

There is no shame whatsoever to admit that I am embarrassed being me sometimes. Most of the time.

I should start by saying that my eating habits have taken a turn for the worse – I’ve been working from home and eating the junk that’s lying about the house.

So when Clif and I attended a trial session at a Gymnastic Strength Training class today that’s affiliated to my Pilates studio and next door to where I usually do my sweating, you can imagine that I had no idea what was in store for my empty stomach.

10 minutes into the training I was done. My throat was dry and I was getting nauseous. The instructors checked in with me to see if I was okay and I excused myself to get some water.

You should know that I didn’t make it back.

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Belief

When I was younger, I believed in fairies. I adored and devoured Enid Blyton stories, and when I read about The Cottingley Fairies, I believed they were real.

Then in primary school, when my friend told me she had fairies in her bag, blue, green and pink, I believed her too. But as much as we begged and cajoled, she told us that we couldn’t see them – not yet, she said.

We never saw those fairies, but I imagined them hiding in her school bag, glowing in blue and green and pink like a lightsaber would.