i just kinda feel a bit scared by how the world rolls. From the internet where so much about you can be found, from the photos on facebook, to the blogs, to the skyping and msn. And then there's your phone. There's your mouth. There's your writing.

How is it that we produce so much?

Aren't you scared? Aren't you scared of what comes out of you, and also what is already out there?

Swinging to the camp that says the internet is more of a curse than a blessing. Of course, as with anything, it's how you use it that matters, but judging from how I use it, it definitely is a curse.

And naturally, where else better to post my realization on the cons of the internet on the internet itself. Ironic and hypocritical. There you have it.