Weibo Effects


Instead of using “Twitter,” Chinese people have “Weibo” to express their thoughts and posting pictures. Sina Weibo is a Chinese microblogging website, which people refer to hybrid of Twitter and Facebook. It is one of the most popular sites in China, in use by well over 30% of Internet users, with a market penetration similar to the United States Twitter.

It was launched by SINA Corporation on 14 August 2009 and has 503 million registered users as of December 2012. About 100 million messages are posted each day on Sina Weibo.

However, same as the other popular social media websites, it has been a trend for almost everyone to check his or her Weibo everyone minute in case of missing any news. Well, I admit that websites such as Weibo and Facebook have created a way for people to communicate with each other and letting people from different parts of the world know what they are doing.

They are magical but harmful as the same time. It is no longer rare to see especially young people holding their cell phones in the restaurants, on the streets. It has become the most “practical” way to kill time. But I realized that the more time we spend on such social medias, the less we care about the actual physical world around us and about the people who are actually staying by our sides.

So don’t let Weibo control our lives. We have better things to do instead of wandering around in an illusory world.

Street Art

Street art is a form of visual art created in public locations, usually with particular styles and features. Such form of art originated in early 1980s and continues to be applied in subsequent incarnations. The street art includes stencil graffiti, wheatpasted poster art orsticker art, and street installation or sculptures.


Artists who choose the streets as their gallery usually embraces their preferences to communicate directly with the public at large and the world outside. Also, street artists sometimes present socially relevant content as a form of “art provocation.”

One of the most popular forms of street arts is graffiti, which is writing or drawings that have been scribbled, scratched, or sprayed illicitly on a wall or other surface, often in a public place. It ranges from simple written words to elaborate wall paintings, and it has existed since ancient times back to Ancient Egypt, Ancient Greece, and the Roman Empire.

Even though lots of street artists have risks of violating laws and destroying social orders, their passion of making art in a unique way still leads them to create a space that only belongs to them.

Game of Thrones

For the past year I’ve laughed at everyone who watched Game of ThronesI didn’t think much of the series, just that it seemed a little ridiculous. That was, of course, until Friday night, when I watched the first episode with a friend of mine.

I am now addicted.

Four days later, I’m almost done with the third season. The show is filled with never-ending suspense and action. It’s an intriguing mix of a make-believe world and our own history of lords and ladies, kings and queens, and even slavery.

The show is just a tad gory however. For someone who doesn’t like blood, it’s kind of gross. But overall, I think the show is fantastic.

Somber

The meaning of life.

Is death.

Face it, that’s the cold, hard truth. We’re born, we live, we die.

Meaning there is no meaning of life.

But hey, that’s just my take on it. Not everyone has such somber minds.

“Just think preciously of every moment or time.”

42.”

“Live life with no regrets.”

“To eat.”

“I think it’s a science. We are born and we die. The best we can do is be happy everyday and enjoy it.”

The answers will always be different, as people will be different, as situations will be different and as life will be different. The meaning of life is whatever you make of life, whether it’s to watch a thousand movies until you understand the “42” reference, or if you decide to just pursue happiness.

In the end though, death still overcomes all.

But hey, why spoil everyone’s fun?

@Black Twitter@

The “Black Twitter” has quite big influence, especially in the political area. It serves as the voice of some people who don’t have much notice from the public.

For the African-American population, “Black Twitter” provides them a way to speak out their opinions. It came to wider public attention in July 2013 when it was credited with having stopped a book deal between a Seattle literary agent and one of the jurors in the trial of George Zimmerman.

Trayvon Martin’s mother expressed her disappointment through Twitter after the verdict of her son’s case came out. The result of the case also led the public into a huge crisis including parades and other discussions about the issue.

Also, Paula Deen’s Twitter which showed discrimination and disrespect to the African-American people drew people’s attention a lot.

Therefore, “Black Twitter” has become more like a social media which has more powerful effect than we can imagine. 

The 10 Horsey Commandments

(Totally ripping off infamousdolphin)

Hello all equestrians and non-equestrians alike.

To the equestrians; these are some rules and/or commandments that I am very sure you follow already. If you do not (guilty as charged), then you should start following them.

To the non-equestrians; I’d like to, hopefully, open a little door to the world of the horse people. Some say we’re a different species. I sure have been called that before.

1. If thy horse poops in the barn isle thou shalt CLEAN IT UP
2. If thy horse is a sporadic nutball in the arena thou must LUNGE THY HORSE
3. If thou aren’t wearing tough leather boots prepare to have thy toes RIPPED OFF by thy horse
4. Cleaning thy horse’s hooves before riding is a MUST
5. If thy horse bites you BITE IT BACK
6. If thou falls off thy horse ye must GET BACK ON
7. Horses will try to buck thee off so thou must EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED
8. Unless thou wants to clean thy stall twice, cleaning thy stall BEFORE LEAVING is the wise choice
9. If thou feeds another’s horse expect to be SHOWERED WITH FLIES
10. Saddle soap and saddle oil are the best smells ever

If I could go back in time

One thing comes to mind when the subject of time travel is brought up, regret. If anyone was to ever go back in time, I guarantee they would change something. After all, every one regrets something.

Everyone wishes the world was different. Many people wonder how they could change the world if they could go back in time. “I would stop Hitler from rising to power,” is perhaps the most common one.

I wonder if people in the future would think about going back in time to the present and changing the way it is right now. I wonder if anyone would look at our world and say, “I wish I could go back and change it all, stop the wars and feed the ones in need. I would make it right and provide work for the poor and stop corruption.”

Let’s not regret our present and do what we can now to make our world better.

Accidents

That time you found me on the ground, reaching for my inhaler, you picked me up and tossed me into the car. We drove to the hospital and arrived at 3am, but had to wait until 7am until we could go inside. I struggled with every breath, and with every breath I would think “finally…”

The times I was in a speeding car, watching the door handle, wondering whether or not it would open by some luck of fate. Perhaps the turn would be too sharp, or maybe my dog would jump onto it.

I lived on a tall building all my life. I often liked to look over it and wonder how long I’d feel the pain if I fell down. The window was tall though, and it would be difficult to trip and fall through.

Sometimes I’d walk through my woods. I called it my woods because nobody else bothered to explore it. I saw wolves, bears and mountain lions, but they all ran from me. Why would you run from me? Couldn’t you easily kill me? Wouldn’t you want to?

Old buildings were also fun to explore. The floors were old and rickety, and I often found myself stepping on particularly thin boards hoping to fall through. I was too light, that’s what everyone said, and the boards would creak and moan but I never did fall through.

I kept waiting for accidents. My aim is to disappear off the earth completely with no trace to follow or mourn over.

Guess I’ll have to keep trying.

Jack the Cat

I just finished my favorite story this year, which was about a cool little thing – oh no, the coolest little animal – Jack the Cat.

Before I did this story, Jack was just a friendly cat to me. Whenever I see him, he just meows to me as if he is telling me he is happy.

This time, I got chance to really get a closer look to this small thing. Finally it came to my conclusion that Jack IS the coolest cat ever!

Jack is a cool student.
As soon as school starts, Jack will come out and choose his class. He enters the classroom, lies on the ground and pays full attention. However, he is really hardworking because according to our math teacher Mr.Queen, Jack does not turn in his homework on time and he never takes any tests.

Jack also frequently comes to the library. He will get up on the tables, he will use somebody’s computer and he will sniff books. Does he really read or understand the contents? Who knows.

Jack is a cooler friend.
He shares his happiness with people by meowing to them. He is confident and even more comfortable of being a member of the community. He walks to people and request their attentions. Then he looks at you and you can feel his feelings pretty much. He is always there to cheer people up and inspire the community.

Jack is the coolest cat.
He wears his shiny golden fur and patrols around the campus.
Jack has embraced nearly all the qualities not only as an animal, but moreover, he builds up the special bond with humans and becomes an essential member of the school.


Jack is like a student at the school and he makes our community feel like home.
I’ll miss this special “classmate” a lot after I leave the school.

HAHahA

dede

Do you like the outdoors and having fun on the weekend? Well that is just to %$^#& bad. Carl Cooper, Headmaster of Ojai Valley School Upper Campus, recently turned what had been a swell hike with myself and several friends into an irrational annoying ordeal. The story is simple as all tragic tales are.

Saturday, mid afternoon, we hiked technically off” campus by following the riverbed that begins at the Barn. The hike was fun a simple excursion filled with such wonders as cool soothing water and delicious mini waterfalls. Alas upon our return whom was waiting there? Mr. Cooper.

So he appeared quite angry, with me in particular, he had “caught” me returning from a hike before, this “crime” was the second such indiscretion. Mr. Cooper for the second time told me no one was allowed to hike upon that river bottom without express permission from the property owner. Now looking back that is simply not true.

Mr. Cooper’s anger with me (and the people I was with) stemmed from the fact that we did not ask him if we could go on the hike. He had once even said that I could take people on hikes as long as I asked him. The reason of not having permission from said property owners makes no sense to my feeble, young, mind. I ask simply for what I consider a rational explanation.