Hey-Wow
"What's in a name?"
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Though Shirky is referring primarily to information found on the internet, or the deterioration of privacy (a “personal life), I feel that this could be applied to AFO. In response to your question, I feel that, though the work in AFO can be considered quite strenuous, we, as artists, have to learn to manage it. Many people stress over the DEADLINE. It has to be done by, I have two days left, I have a project coming up…the concept of deadlines can be considered overload. So then, I think the question that all students have is, ” How do we filter stress? How do we filter time effectively?” Time management is, arguably, the our strongest combatant to the “overload” of a deadline-dominated environment. The way we filter our time determines the amount of stress we allow to control our lifestyle.
“Don’t talk to strangers.”
That phrase rings clear in my mind every time I walk down the street.
I talk to strangers…a lot.
It’s almost a fault. I will say hello to pretty much anyone. Need spare change? I’m your girl. Feeling upset? Stop me in the street sometime. I don’t know if it’s a good or bad thing, but I do it.
The Wendy’s drive-thru.
Starbucks.
Some random guy coming out of a local restaurant.
A young woman that needed a nickel.
A homeless man.
I don’t know why I talk to them. I like to give humanity the benefit of the doubt. Call me naïve, but I believe that everyone is naturally good. Everyone. We are born innocent. Yes, we change, but there is, to me, something inherently good about human nature. Thus the constant conversation…
“ Hey there girl.”
“Hi!” (Usually in a very enthusiastic manner).
“You have pretty eyes…”
“Thanks! Have a good one!” (Quickly and cautiously walk away)
This happens about five times a day, each short conversation different, carrying with it some new and exciting outcome. Everyone has their own story, and for a moment, my story and their story meet. It’s interesting to me…
So next time that stranger on the bench says “Hello” to me, I will most certainly reply. And if that’s wrong, then by golly, I don’t want to be right.
I think I have over six hundred friends on Facebook. Half of which I actually know. A third of which I’ve actually seen. And about ten that I’d actually hang out with. Despite the fact that Facebook has created a competition of “Who Can Gather the Most Friends,” it has also created an even more disturbing effect. Facebook has turned the word “friend” from a noun into a verb. Shocking…Facebook has warped the English language.
Friend v. – the act of accepting a requested application of friendship
“Do you have a Facebook? Friend me okay?”
I introduced this concept to my friends earlier this year (friends meaning people that I am more- than- acquainted with), and they, too, were quite astonished at the fact. Almost instantly, we began friending tables, chairs, and our favorite foods (we also “liked” everything as well). Now, whenever I see someone or something that I like, I enthusiastically share my new catch phrase:
“Hey, I’d friend that.”
I think it’ll catch on.
- One year ago, a man was trampled and killed at the entrance to a post-Thanksgiving holiday sale at a Wal-Mart, and yet it seems to be still totally acceptable for stores to toss around the term “DOOR-BUSTER DEALS” in advertising today.
- Or, more frequently, “DOORBUSTER.” No hyphen. No space.
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