As time goes on, I gradually see that most people claim that Tumblr has a pernicious effect on most-- which I cannot disagree with. But then again, it seems that everyone is a critic anyway. I honestly couldn't tell you my opinion on Tumblr except for the fact that I've been a member of it for about a year and a half now. I also couldn't tell you that others' opinions about this blogging site are ostensible, because it may be true to them. I guess I can give the pros and cons about being an almost addict to it.

To be completely honest, Tumblr has given me the best friends I could ever have. Some of them, there was a scintilla when I first talked to them, and others, it took more time. And the great thing is that none of my friends are homogenous, but instead, all have different personalities. In reality, the main reason why I enjoy this site so much is because it introduced me to one of my best friends. I don't know how we clicked, probably when we found out that we had the same political and religious views, but we are closer than ever now. He is fastidious to everything I say; he remembers even the smallest details. And that is what a best friend is for, the little things. You could say that we're pen pals in some ways, for we send each other birthday cards, Christmas cards, and his high school graduation was just this past weekend. I think the fact that we're such good friends gives me a break from the environment I am put into when I go to school everyday. Being able to have this friendship allows me to express my feelings and feel happy all at once. Never has he been lugubrious, or made me feel that way.

But on the other hand, Tumblr does have some effects that I resent. Now, it is not as worse as before, but when I started, I was addicted-- truly addicted. My schoolwork came second to it. But nowadays, I eschew from using it too much during the week, and on the weekends, I am way too busy with SATs and ACTs and other activities I participate in. The only negative effects came in the beginning months. Sometimes I indulge in staying online for a long time, putting my valuable time in jeopardy. But then again, when one indulges on chocolate while on a diet, isn't it the same effect?

Although my opinion on Tumblr may be somewhat impasse and could probably cause controversy, it is ultimately my opinion. Some have a more positive outlook and others may have a more negative one. I don't think I am transgressing from what a normal teenager would do; I try to make friends and have a good time. I get the best of both worlds, I guess.

Hercules

My friend and I have always talked about getting a dog together although he lives many miles away. My parents both grew up with almost 10 dogs each and it saddens them to know that we cannot have the same childhood experience as they had. My sister is quite allergic to dogs, cats, rabbits; any animal with fur, you name it, she's allergic to. But one catch is that my parents know the strenuous effort they put into in order to raise their dogs.

They know that a person's milieu affects a dog (whether you can walk, play, and spend time with it), along with the amount of attention it gets. In the beginning stages of raising a dog, my parents tell me stories about how the dogs would obliterate the house and they had to train the animals as soon as they could. The constant running around and caring enervated their lives for many years-- but still, they are thankful for having the opportunity to raise pets.

One thing that my parents hated when raising dogs is the feeling of letting them go when they pass. Everybody knows that every person and animal is prone to prognosis and it is completely unavoidable, but to go through days, weeks, and even months of sadness was heartbreaking for them. They would perform corteges for each and every dog they had to let go; tears and sadness exuded from their hearts.

So I guess maybe it's not a good idea to get a dog, although I do love them more than I should. I just want to develop that intimate relationship with a pet; so maybe I will get a dog with my friend. We're already planning to get a dachshund.

Sometimes, change isn't a good thing.

As we were watching Othello in class, I noticed that the actor who played Othello is in the new series of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation. It may be just a matter of fact that I have a predilection for the old series, but with Laurence Fishburne, the show has tanked for me. Although CSI is one of my all-time favorite shows, if the new cast is in an episode that is on TV, it is nearly soporific. But as many people know, the original cast is always the "best," and most are blase when it comes to adding new characters and cutting others. Nowadays, it is herculean to sit through an hour of CSI, so I scour for the old episodes.

Another show that has altered it's original "cast" is American Idol. The original Paula, Simon, and Randy, made the show; although some of the arguments were not euphonies, I think they were very equitable in their ways. With the addition of Ellen DeGeneres and Kara DioGuardi, I think the show has whittled down its quality. And to top it all off, this season is not my favorite. I think it's the incongruous chemistry that the contestants have with the judges, and even more, the audience. Slow song after slow song makes this season absolutely straining to watch and I hope they recoup the charisma of the show-- with the missing presence of Sion Cowell.

Stress stress stress

I guess the stress that has piled upon me this year finally hit it's last nerve because last week I had my first episode with my mom. I do recall my parents saying something completely lilliputian and I snapped; I screamed even though I knew that my stress was tacit. Thankfully, this is the first (and hopefully last) big fight I've had with my mom this year about school--I honestly thought it was going to be worse. I must admit that I did feel sorry afterwards because half the time, my mom was transfix with astonishment but I wasn't trying to be malevolent, I was just under an interminable amount of stress.

This can apply to Othello because I think Othello snapped due to the amount of stress he was under with his suspicions about Desdemona. I thought that he would be resilient with his actions, for he was out of proportions with his thoughts. Even though Emilia tried to exculpate Desdemona, Iago did all he could to keep her mouth shut-- kill her. I think Othello and Desdemona's relationship was bereft of communication. In any case, Othello's thoughts overtook his gut feeling; I think he truly knew that Desdemona was dedicated to him. Although I did not like Desdemona as a character, she did not deserve to be killed.

Oh, foolish Desdemona

Ingenuous Desdemona doesn't seem to notice anything happening in her surroundings. Or maybe, she is quite aware but is not erudite with her knowledge. Either way, in which she presents herself in the book is quite irritating for my taste. Yes, she is young, similar to my age, but the image that I get from Desdemona is that she is ignorant and perhaps playing dumb. I come to this conclusion because her persona is tacit; I could tell by her interactions with others that her mind wandered aimlessly.

Desdemona is charming with her looks, but her jejune personality is uninteresting and quite mundane. It is evident that she is just a pretty face and nothing more. In the beginning of the play, I thought she would blossom into a more developed character, but she was just a surface character for me. I honestly thought that Emilia was a much more captivating character than Desdemona. She was obsequious to Iago, yet she had an underlying drive to use her knowledge to, perhaps, deceive Desdemona. She had Desdemona on a string, practically subjugating her. Emilia was interesting to learn about because she had charisma, yet Desdemona was dull.

Desdemona was just a beautiful girl yet so shallow.