Friday, September 14, 2007

Blog Critique



Blog or weblog is a regularly updated personal website created in form of diary (Pointblog, 2005:6). It varies from traditional dairies for the hybrid of texts, videos, pictures and music. The special style of blogger-to-user interaction brings blog into a worldwide popular stage where anybody can connect to. This critique is gonna look at the blog, Post Secret to see how a popular blog works and influences our life.

Post Secret is a following blog of its ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard. The anonymous-based format does attract large numbers of participants in this project while the secret content make this blog more welcomed. 95,966,418 people have ever visited this blog.

Different from other popular blogs, Post Secret mainly deals with pictures, post cards exactly than texts and sound effects. So viewers’ attention will naturally pay onto the postcards telling mysterious stuff of others. Black color sets off the white characters and the colorful pictures but making the ‘secret’ theme pop out. What’s more, language used in Post Secret is definitely easily understood as most of them are originals words from anonymous contributors who wanna freely express themselves out.

What makes a popular blog?

  • Exclusive sources
  • Sexy-celebrity
  • Honest-petite Anglais
  • Original voice

Yes, Post Secret is popular thanks to its exclusive sources which cannot be accessed to in normal life. Everyone has his private life where secrets can fine their home. However, here, at the Post Secret the people are willing to publicize their secrets and make their deep voices heard. The uniqueness of blog content gives priority to be popular. Actually, I was a bit shocked when firstly seeing this blog because i wondered how daring these people were to speak their secrets out. Although they are done anonymously, it was highly possible for postcard makers’ friends or relatives to recognize. On the other hand, the way Post Secret operates does play an important role in our life or society.

This blog, working as a public space for people to display their secrets helps us discover some ‘dark’ or ‘hidden’ information in people’s mind. Like the postcards I read on Father’s Day, most of them were written by children to thank their dads or tell dads how much they love them. To see these posters is touching? Or thoughtful? I was thinking how fathers would react when they saw these postcards. Were they surprised or regretful about their blames or complaints on children? Maybe or maybe not. At least, children release themselves out of the ‘unspoken’ love. They say their real feelings out.

Post Secret, a blog basically necessary to everybody’s life. We are living under various kinds of pressure: love, study, friendship, career and etc. We need place to set our mind free. Secrets cannot survive only being kept inside; they need fresh air as well. Don’t push yourselves so hard; find some pathways to announce your ideas. It might be worthy or interesting to be re-read after several years of posting. You can get who you were and what you thought from what you had written.

BLOG is a magic tool enabling people to see who they are and how they are living.

Monday, September 10, 2007

My lover

When i first saw you
i fell in love with you
Your passion
Your charm
Your arrogance
deeply attracted me

When i left my hometown
holding your hands and saying goodbye
sad took up my mind

When i missed you in South Hemi.
I decided to bring you back to my life
Calling....

When i got through the line
You told me the ways to send u through the Sydney Custom
I did

When i was picking you up
You lost some friends
but saying 'no worries'
It'll be fine.

When i was dating with your friends
The familiar smell pushed me back to the past
The time we spent together

When i finished arrangments
I looked at you
My lover...
Glad to see you again~!!!

When i started feeling you
Everything was back
Happiness....

HOT POT....
MY LOVER...............
LOVE YOU FOREVER~!

[p.s i really love hotpot
everytime i see it
i feel i'm back to my hometown
i'm laughing with my family and friends
i could throw all my troubleness into the pot
Boiling then forgeting it...
Having hotpot....
Enjoying life....]

Monday, September 3, 2007

Miss

Miss
I miss you, my dear family
I miss you, my dear friends
I miss you, my dear hometown
I miss you, my yummy food.

Yes
I miss every single piece
I miss my life over the ocean
I miss the life i had before

Yes
I miss my family
I miss their appearances
I miss their laughters

Yes
I miss my friends
I miss the happiness we shared together
I miss the fooliness we had together
I miss the secrets we told each other

Now
I am missing myself
missing my childhood
missing my lovely toys
missing my tears

Because
I cannot go back anymore
I am not a child anymore

I am learning to be strong
I am learning to control my sentiments
I am learning to be independent

But
I'm learning to miss someone

[P.S
To the moon
Could you hear my blessings?
Could you bring them across the ocean?
Could you?]

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Black

Black
The color of week 11
Everybody is busy with his own buisness
Essay,presentation,interview transcript......
We keep breathing in the 'boiled water'
We are almost 'ripe'
Yet we cannot stop
Because we have our future to fight for
Our dreams are waiting for us

Black
The color i like
Mysterious, serious,unpredicted...
Everybody has their 'black closet' where others cannot access to
It is true that we need somewhere to hide our 'secrets'
Then we have the little 'black box'
We put our sadness,grievance, anger in it
May you wanna share it with someone, may not
It does not matter
Just keep in mind
Control your 'black mood'
Dun let it stand in your way
Your life should be with sunshine however difficulty it is

Black
The name of my poster
Boring?
Hehe....



Thursday, August 16, 2007

Tired

Tired
Really tired
everybody has to handle sth everyday
Essay,video shooting, presentation...

Every single piece seems to meet at once now
Wut are we doing?
Fighting...definitely
or how can we survive?

We still have a long way to go
We still have to do many assignments
We still have to face any emergency

Sad...Exhausted
Fulfilling my week 9
How about u? My dear fellows?

Thursday, August 9, 2007

Special Week

Week 8, the special week i'm in
mixed with my excitement, upsetness, gloom and hopelessness.
Like i've been experiencing years confronting different kinds of life problems
Make me feel exhausted, anxious of sleep and...$%*@

Nevertheless
Moving to the city could be the most cheerfull thing this week
Acutally
Steph and i were both indeed shocked abt my luggages (10...bags)^^
I was seriously thinking abt how i could own so many stuff in less than one year**

Packing them up took time and energy
Unpacking them also annoyed me
........
Rest was the only thing attracted me then

Happiness and freshness just kept 2 days
My student card and new blue ten aparted from me without informing me
OMG...
What was the problem to me?
How could i get them lost???!!!
Heart broken....55555555555

Damn things came on track right the next day
I was phoned to pick up the 'back home' student card and blue ten just 2 hours after i got a new student card by paying 20 bucks.
Gosh, how 'lucky' i was...

And my 'lucky angel' was not willing to leave me aside
Then it helped me to be the first presenter of the Julia's video project...
Being nervous..being tripped...forgot the vital info.

My lord!!!!
How can you put these stuff on me...
They are too 'heavy' for me to carry....
Could you plz get them away??

2morrow will be the last day...
What's gonna happen to me?

Thursday, August 2, 2007

Moving

Yes,tomorrow, i'm gonna move again.
From Wolli Creek to City.
From suburb to city...lol...kidding...

It's the 2nd tim for me to move.
How time flies!

I moved to Wolli Creek half of a year ago.
I had spent wonderful time with my mate, Steph.
We entertained each other to kill the time
We helped each other to finish the homework
We went to school together,took the same train, stepped on the same road...

Time...a really magic.
Bring Steph., send her away as well...

I dun know wut to say.
Living with Steph. makes me warm.
May unhappiness took place btw us
But things soon got fine

Living with someone teaches me a lot

Thank you, Steph.
I faithfully appreciate ur help and care!

Wish u good luck!!!!

Yes,i'm gonna move 2morrow...
move to a new place with new flatmates.
May it be challenging
I'm well-prepared.

C ya
Wolli Creek
Thank you for bringing me such a brilliant period..
I'll get it down in my dairy...

Friday, July 27, 2007

Joyance

Finish the first podcast with Ranran
Excited

The first time for us to feel the pleasure coming from sound recording
A bit weird for us to work on our own voice
But meaningful

Get the podcast accomplished is not easy
We need to overcome difficulties of language and insufficient experience
However
We make it!

May the outcome be not perfect
Yet we put our heart into it
For us
It is the best work we've ever done
Cos we experience both hardness and happiness
That is enough

Thank you for all people involved in our podcast
We are unable to complete it without your support

Thank you Ranran
Being your partner is truely my honor

Thank you all
For bringing me such a joyous time

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Gloomy

Gloomy
a word i dun wanna touch
yet it is coming towards me
struggling to get rid of it
NO WAY......

Original work was questioned by teacher
being sad

Mom was sick
being worried

Searching accommodation again
being tired

Unable to move out
falling down from the paradise

Failed to transfer the completed interview sound records to the Garage Band
being hopeless

Lots of assignments waiting
being freaked out

Sign....

Dun know why
keep meeting bad stuff

Dun know when
I can shake the bad luck off

But i know how
Being OPITIMISTIC

Tomorrow is another day.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Winter

Winter
my favorite season
without being disturbed by torridity
just playing with the chilliness

Winter
the most expecting season
snow,sunshine,rain,wind...

Unfortunately
realities betray my minds
coming from a city without snow
arriving at a city without snow

Where has the snow gone?
Where has the symbol of winter gone?

Disappointness is killing my passion...

Although
i am not a stranger to snow
i did have fun with snow before
anticipation to see snow is still kept in my heart

Doesn't matter
winter without snow is also fantastic
dancing with the wind
hugging with the sunshine
holding a cup of hot water
feeling the warm from the heart
happiness is rebuilding my passion

Winter
the season i am experiencing is leaving
the season Sydney in is walking away

[P.S Please do not say you hate winter here, please respect my interest, what i need is enjoying the moment, thanks.]