Microfiction: Hello, my name is helen

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Hello, my name is Helen by Colleen Fahey

Photo: “Walking up a small hill” 12x6/ oil on panel. Used by permission of the artist http://lisaraewinant.blogspot.com

            The beautiful girl was destined for greatness. She gazed at herself in the mirror and loved what she saw. But the question, of course, was “was he going to like what he saw” she could never tell that answer because she had never seen the man before. She knew not what his life was like, she knew not what thoughts flew within the confides of his mind, and she knew not what so delicately tantalized the depths of his mind.

            Still, she went on guessing. She kept on looking through herself in the mirror to find out if she could impress him enough to gain his trust, to gain his love. She has so long desired the love of someone wonderful in her life. She fights for it every day. Each man who passes, she places the extra glance towards him to see if she can receive the simplicity or a complicated smile.

            In her room she is now, a blind date awaits. Dress after dress crosses over her neatly fixed hair. The woman simply cannot decide which of her most wonderful outfits will so impress this man. One dress turned into ten dresses which turned into one hundred dresses. The indecisiveness of her heart was hard to tame. At the end of it all, the woman picked her thirty seven favorite dresses and somehow, someway fit them all over her petite delicate body.

            She walked the long nervous walk all the way to the restaurant where the two newly love birds were to meet. The woman’s heart was racing, her skin went pale, and butterflies flapped inside her belly as if they were trying to escape her fear. Step after step the woman continued on her way. What will he look like she said, what shall I say when I arrive? She practiced over and over again, hello my name is, hello my name is… hello my name is. The practice began to make her nervousness subside; the butterflies began to settle themselves in a comfortable position. The skin however, would never return to its normal state. The man was not there at the restaurant. She walked up the hill to go home. There was no chance for love this night, there was no chance for happiness, and there was no chance to use the phrase which she had practiced hundreds of times. Hello, my name is Helen.   

TMI

We are in a technology society. everywhere you go there is advanced technology creating new ways to communicate and use search engines to make our lives easier. Internet has become a part of peoples live in which people use the internet ten times a day ( I am going by my usage) We have search engines and social media groups at our fingertips, but is it becoming TMI (too much information)? when you click search on google, yahoo or youtube most of the time there will be over 50,000 views in your criteria, and most of the informations is useless to what you were searching for. when i am searching for something on the internet I always get draged to something else then completly get lost in what i was looking for in the first place. You can easily get distracted or lost from what you wanted in the first place and thats why there is too much information out there. Same goes for social media groups. I see posts from friends on facebook or twitter and its information I dont want to know about at all. I will hear inappropiate things said or people bullying or bashing other people on their statuses or people who use it to get attention. The internet was made for people to connect with the world and most of the information you find on google or yahoo are millions of people research or opinions, same goes as facebook. While i believe there is too much information on the internet, Its a free world and people are entitled to put what ever they want on the internet for others to see. The internet is evolving and getting bigger.