Tag: technology

Posted in 365 Days of Bri (Bri 2.0)

[Day 135] And I thought I woudn’t have anything to blog about

Posted on by Bri
I'm pushing my luck
I'm pushing my luck

We’re taking a break from holiday blogs for this special announcement: I DID IT AGAIN! HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW, WORLD??

Story time. So pretty much everyone knows the Dylan story by now. It was one of my main motivations in starting this project, and it has almost been completely resolved because of this project. But I’m here today (tonight) to tell you about a different saga that occurred almost at the exact same time, just in an entirely different facet of my life. Continue reading “[Day 135] And I thought I woudn’t have anything to blog about” →

Posted in 365 Days of Bri (Bri 2.0)

[Day 64] VlogBrothers Day

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If you’re familiar with Brotherhood 2.0, then you’ll get the reference in the title. But if you don’t, it’s ok. Anyways. Even if you don’t know me, finding my blog would clue you in on two things; I’m a narcissist and I’m a technology junkie. Let’s focus on the latter, however. My life is consumed with “textual” communication, through text messages, emails, and Facebook messages, so today I wanted to get away from all of that. Continue reading “[Day 64] VlogBrothers Day” →

Posted in Teenage Life

Technology Lies

Posted on by Adventure Captain Pants

Ever since it’s debut in my household, my cellphone’s tomfoolery has become well known among family members for doing things like setting my alarm off on weekends to wake my dad up, completely ignoring calls from my friends and family, and once in a blue moon, it will fail to go off entirely, leaving me scrambling to get dressed and ready for school. However, today it has finally crossed the line.

You see, when I set my alarm to five-thirty in the morning last Monday, I expected it to go off at five-thirty in the morning. And it did, the first four days. But today, by some happy miracle, it decided that two thirty in the morning was a much better time for me to wake up. Half asleep and feeling sick, I got up, took a shower, cooked breakfast, and thinking I was late, began sprinting around the house trying to get everything in my backpack. Positive I was late, I shouted a hurried, curse-ladden farewell to my family before running out the door, hoping to FSM that I wouldn’t miss my bus.

I then spent the next twenty minutes at my bus stop in near-blizzard conditions, texting Bri idiotic questions about when our bus might be arriving. Only the auto-text feature on my phone apparently likes “cup” better than “bus” so my texts came out to something like “We are taking the cup today, yeah?” and ” Did the cup already come?”.

Taking pity upon her idiot neighbor, Bri responded kindly by informing me that “It’s three in the morning”. The next few minutes was marked by laughter that probably sounded maniacal to my sleeping neighbors and the overwelming urge to cry.

That, my friends, is how you end up writing blogs at 4:34 in the morning.

Posted in Teenage Life

Like Death

Posted on by Bri

There are few things in life I find cowardly, because I realize that most anything takes at least an ounce of strength, but with today’s technology, humans are getting weaker and weaker.

And there is one thing that makes me angry above all else.

Let’s explore the lesser offenses. Number one, asking someone out over instant messaging, text messaging, or phone call. This is just weak. If you can’t ask them out face to face, how do you expect to date them??

But there is one thing that is even worse, even more cowardly. It is something that gets you first place in the competition for biggest jerk. Breaking up with someone over text messaging.

Not only is this cowardly, but it is demeaning to the person you are talking to, it sucks a thousand times worse, it’s more unexpected, and it’s all around the most awful way to do it. Getting dumped sucks enough without your refusal to step up and say it to their face. This is just wrong. This is just inhumane. No one deserves that, no one. At least be a man about it and say it to their face.

To those of you who know me very well, I must seem like a dirty hypocrite. Yes, I once broke up with someone over instant messaging. In my feeble defense, I didn’t set out to break up with him over it, and I wasn’t trying to avoid the pain (I’d broken up to him face to face before- long story), but the fact remains. Getting dumped over lifeless words on a screen S-U-C-K-S. No emotion, not attachment, no nothing. You take the last of their dignity away because you don’t even give them the chance to respond.

Let this be a lesson to everyone out there. Don’t do this. Being a teenager sucks enough without having to deal with the insufferable jerks that inhabit the high schools. 

Posted in Teenage Life

Something needs to be addressed….

Posted on by Bri

Ok, so this was my first time on myspace for a while…. I don’t get on much. But whatever. ANYWAYS. Crazy enough, I had forgotten how stupid forwards had gotten. So I’d like to talk about them for a moment.

Here is an example of one I found:

On December 24, 2006 at 8 o’clock in the morning, a young 14 year old boy by the name of Scott Jackson was found dead. Doctors couldn’t come up with the cause of his death. His mother checked his emails to see if she could figure out what happened. Turns out he was still signed into myspace. She found he had gone to sleep after he read and didnt repost a chain letter about a little girl that kills you in your sleep with no natrual cause of death.



This is the bulletin he read:

My name is Jaime Heras. I’m 14 years old. I’m a murderer. I have no face. When you look at me you’ll die immediately.You have 900 seconds to repost this or I will visit you tonight.



Repost this “14yr.



old died havin sex”

I deleted all the spacing in between, because it was freaking annoying.

Ok, smarty pants, let’s think about this a moment:

1. Scott Jackson is obviously a made up name; generic enough to be real

2. As for Ms. Heras, I have a few things….

    -If you have no face, how do you post on myspace?

    -How did you become “friends” with Mr. Jackson in order to post that bulletin?

    -What possible reason would you have to murder people who don’t pass on a message saying you have no face? If they are your “friends” (on myspace), shouldn’t they already know that? Hm…

3. Why 900 seconds? Why not 901? or 899? Or never?

4. As for the title of the post, “14yr old died having sex”, well, that’s just silly. Not only does it have nothing to do with Ms. Heras’ facelessness, but it’s completely unrelated and could be taken as offensive and vulgar. Ms. Heras, if you’re trying to get people to read your message, try something like “free money get sum here”. Or “I SAWZ A PINC DINISORE!” Obviously, throw in some misspellings to make it believable to today’s youth.

 

Ok, I’m done. But really, if you’re that worried about a random, faceless, middle schooler will kill you, go into therapy. I have never reposted one of these, and as far as I know, I have not died from mysterious causes, nor have I ever had sporatic good luck. Geez.

Posted in Entertainment

Yes I am. I’m the director.

Posted on by Bri

I love you guys.

So I got a lot of filming out of the way today. The acting leaves some to be desired, and I’m not excluding myself from that, but I think it’s good enough to pass. Or I can turn it into a comedy. Eh.

So right now I’d like to take a moment to thank…

SMURF for being an awesome on and off screen boyfriend even though I looked like I was in pain, which I totally wasn’t.
Mom and Dad, who hate acting but helped me out anyways, even though it took forever to film
Camden for learning your lines in ten minutes because you’re never prepared, but it still looked pretty darn good
Vinny for filming, editing, and being the only person who stayed on topic all day

Me an the Vin are editing right now. There are so many outtakes, it’s pretty funny.