Friday, 26 March 2010

Non-Tweetworthy

Everybody and their cousin are now on Twitter. (Please don’t comment and say, I’m not on Twitter and neither is my cousin. That is just an expression.) It seems Twitter has survived the test of time and overcome being a fad and firmly ensconced itself in people’s lives as a habit. However most people seem to have the same problem that some people with blogs have, and that is distinguishing what is tweetworthy (blogworthy, in the case of blogs) and what is not. Obviously your Twitter profile (as well as your blog) is your own, and you have the right to do what you want, but there is such a thing as common sense.

Here are a few things I think that aren’t tweetworthy.

TMI Tweets
Stuff like ‘OMG I just farted and it smelt like KFC 4 minutes ago’, we really don’t need to know that. We don’t need to know about any of your bodily functions, thanks.

Hypocritical Tweets
I’m totally in love with that Owl City song. 5 days ago
Whoever loves that owl city song is a loser. 2 minutes ago

Firstly, you have to realize people are going to remember stuff that you tweet as well as the fact it is saved on your profile, and contradicting the stuff you said just makes you a hypocritical asshole. Also, that Owl City song is gay.

Sensationalist Tweets
I just totally knocked some chick now. 3 minutes ago
The only thing tweets like these prove is that you are an attention seeker and nothing you say/tweet can be trusted.

Reply to All Tweets
Can I come too? RT @someone I’m going to the movies now! 1 minute ago
This is the equivalent of replying to all when people send forward mails. People hate that. Rather just @ or DM the person concerned.

Location Tweets
I am outside my house at 3 Madeup Place Road Madeup City 3 minutes ago
This is just common sense; don’t give away where you are in tweets for your own safety. There are a lot of crazy people on the internet. I don’t really see a point to doing this either.

Formspring Tweets
I don’t mind a formspring question and answer here and there but every single question and answer is spamming, especially if you are answering 20 questions a time.

This is just a lesson in common sense and some advice. Use it, don’t use it, it is up to you. The tweets in the post are made up but are not a far cry from actual tweets I have seen.

Till next time in Waseem world.

Friday, 19 March 2010

Metronomy - Thing for me

A Thing For Me from Metronomy on Vimeo.



I am so in love with this video and this song that it is a bit concerning. I must have listened to this song at least 8 times today and watched the video about 4 times, and I rarely ever set songs on repeat. Please someone tell me that this song is very catchy and my insanity is warranted. The dark haired girl is really hot too.

Till next time in Waseem world.

Wednesday, 3 March 2010

Are Dentists Sadists?

From around 8-10 years old, I wanted to become a dentist when I grew up. Mostly because my cousin was a dentist and he had a beautiful wife and was quite successful. (I also wanted to be a director or a writer but I didn't have a suitable role model for that.) This all changed when I was 11.

At 11, I got braces. The worst experience of my life. Even to put in the braces, I had to suffer multiple extractions (4 teeth), because they were milk teeth. And over the course of the 4 years I had them, I lost every semblance of self confidence that I had. I don't think braces were as common as they are now, so they still had that loser stigma. At one point my orthodontist even told me I had to wear headgear, that was a step too far for me and I refused to wear it. The experience ended with a retainer, marks on my teeth and marks on my very soul. I despised orthodontists, dentists and even dental hygienists were not spared from my despising. I have been self conscious about my teeth ever since.

After the braces, every visit to the dentist was abhorred, even though, most of the time, I was going to my cousin. The suction thing sometimes sucking out my air and choking on my own blood were not my favorite things to do. My dentist visits were sporadic and only done under mild protest. My last dentist visit (until the one yesterday) was in 2004, due to the fact I was about to turn 21 and was going to be taken off my father's medical aid. I left the dentist's room with my mouth numb with Novocaine and my heart filled with hatred for dentistry.

Over the following years I heard many horror stories of root canals and wisdom teeth removal and this frightened me more and steeled my resolve over not wanting to go to the dentist. If I just brush properly my teeth will be fine, I told myself. But years of overindulging in sweet stuff eventually caught up to me and yesterday I grudgingly went to the dentist.

As soon as we got to the dentist, I heard a girl screaming in pain. Not a great start. I was surprised that the person who came out into the waiting room was a woman in her early 30s and she was whimpering like she had just been put to torture. I heard the dentist say she doesn't even get small children who behave that way. I was afraid of giving her a repeat performance. Panic started to slowly set in. My sister went first, while I considered worst case scenarios. Root Canal, wisdom removal, extractions, and, most frighteningly, braces seemed like sureties rather than possibilities at that point. A feeling of dread washed over me when my time on the chair finally arrived.

When I sat down, I just thought to myself, bugger this, I am 26 years old, I need to man up and prepared for the worst. Fortunately it was anti-climactic as it was over in about 10 minutes and the worst thing that happened was that my gums bled. I even realised that while the suction sucked out my air, I could easily breathe through my nose. The dentist was very pleasant and gave me a break every few minutes to rinse out my mouth.

So to the question in the title, are dentists sadists? Probably, but you can get lucky sometimes.

This post wasn't as funny as my usual stuff if you wanna read a really funny dentist post read this - *Zweee*

Till next time in Waseem world.