Twitter Tests 280 Character-Limit while I still Pray for the Edit Button

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Twitter announced that it is testing a new update on the microblogging platform, increasing the infamous 140-character limit to 280.  (Read Twitter’s blog post about it here).  I can already see the glimmer in my colleagues’ eyes once they catch wind of this.  Forcing Encouraging them to draft content in under 140 characters is a test of both patience and dedication.  Some were up to the challenge while others I know are cursing me for doing so.

While that will definitely save social media managers a couple of threaded tweets here and there, I think Twitter should have explored the possibility of and “Edit” function first.  Twitter has already been associated with the 140-character limit.  Love it or hate it, Twitter has been defined by its challenging premise of effectively expressing your thoughts in 140 characters. (Pro tip: Ideal tweet length is actually 100 characters, give or take depending on your hashtags).

There have been a number of times when I prayed for a miracle after posting erroneous tweets in the past.  And while I have been more careful since then (no errors for the last 4 years, yay!), the dread of clicking the “Tweet” button still lingers until now.

Let’s see if Twitter follows through on the testing and actually let the public use the 280 characters.  And then maybe they’ll consider that “Edit.”

From Twitter's blog post: https://blog.twitter.com/official/en_us/topics/product/2017/Giving-you-more-characters-to-express-yourself.html
From Twitter’s blog post: https://blog.twitter.com/official/en_us/topics/product/2017/Giving-you-more-characters-to-express-yourself.html

 

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Love You to the Stars and Back

poster-e1502411670714Entering the cinema, I was expecting a feel-good teen romance movie even if its trailer mentioned that the male lead has cancer.

Boy, was I wrong.  The movie dealt with the pain of losing someone, and the fear of leaving the people you love behind.

The movie revolved around their journey to a mountain in Batangas, but really, it was a journey to accepting fate, loss and love.

There was one scene that really broke my heart.  With both Joshua Garcia (I love you and your talent! 😍) and Julia Barretto giving really stellar performances, that scene showws how hard it is for two young teens to try to overcome hardships and be as mature as they can in dealing with them.  I am sure it is easy for older viewers to dismiss some of their dilemma as petty and even selfish.  But what the movie showed was that they are trying to deal with it the best wat they can and in the most mature way possible. (So Baby Boomers and Gen Xers, stop judging.) This movie is a clapback to all the older people (whom I respect dearly, but) I know who generalize our generation as mababaw. Uhm, yeah.  Go watch this movie.

When the movie ended, I told myself, “Damn, this movie is dramatic. And romantic. And perfect for me.”

I was holding back my tears the whole time because I was ashamed of what the people beside me may think when they hear a guy watching alone crying.

This is definitely one of the best Filipino romantic movies I’ve seen recently.  I loved the story, the acting, the cinematography, the soundtrack, (almost) everything.

So please, go watch the movie while I start wishing to the higher beings: Please give me my Joshua Garcia. 

I guess I was wrong

I remember when I first saw you in class and said to myself, “Okay, he’s cute.  This class won’t be a drag after all.”  And then you were also in my other class.  This would be a great term.

I don’t actually remember how and when we started talking.  I think it was during our Monday class break and we both went out to get water.  Or maybe it was after our Monday class on our way out of the building.

And then there were those nights of chatting and days meeting to finish our assignments.  And that awkward moment of waiting for you at Casa Roces so we can go to our class together.

I would like to think that I am more than just a classmate, or a tutor, or whatever.  I would like to think that at the very least, you consider me a friend.  I would be lying if I say that that was all I wanted.  Because I wanted more.  I still do.  But I can’t do this anymore.

I understand how you want to focus on settling down on your new job and how you want to finish grad school and how you don’t have time left for a commitment. I get that.

I remember telling you that it was fine if you were seeing someone else, I’d be happy to step out of the picture.  But I also remember you telling me that you’d be honest with me if things didn’t go our way.  I held on to that statement.  Sadly, it seems like you won’t be doing that — even if things now, obviously, are not going our way.

I’m sad, I admit.  And while I find it disappointing, you have every right to dump me in any way you see fit.  Because I know that all the good things and “progress” I thought were happening, they were all just in my head.  I just kept on rationalizing every curious actions on your part and I kept overselling your kindness or your remarks as something more that they clearly were not.

I kept telling my friends that I’m giving it another month. And another month. And another month.  Until this month.

I told my best friend that if you did nothing good or sweet on my birthday, then that was it.  I’d take that as a clear sign that I’m on a one way street.  That you were not into me.  And then my birthday came.  And you greeted me through a text message.  And when I said thanks, that was it.  No response until 10 hours later.

That was it.

I wanted to ask you out again.  In fact, I asked you last month and checked if you have any day free this month for us to see each other again.  And you said you couldn’t go out the whole month and that you had your reasons.  I respected that.

But then yesterday, I found out that you went out with someone you met online just a few days ago.  And that you are going out with him again tomorrow.

I guess, I expected and hoped for you to be honest with me.  Because I have been nothing but honest with you.

I guess I was wrong.