I have a love/hate relationship with texting. First off, I hate to talk on the phone, so texting is a convenient way for me to tell a person the ONE thing I want to tell them without having to deal with actually listening to any boring peripherals and tangents such as his/her thoughts or feelings (kidding?).

A machine of death playing innocent
I am also a cruel, cruel hypocrite when it comes to other people texting. I can’t stand it when someone is texting while I am talking to him/her in person and I think those that text in the movie theater should be waterboarded in a pool of their own blood (kidding?).
What has made me most nervous about texting ever since I joined the bandwagon is that it is corroding the English language. Even in my cleverest of friends, I have noticed an increase in incidents of misspellings and downright horrible word usage. I get it; texting is meant for shorthand and slang and nobody wants to hear me complain. However, I have always made the extra effort to use capitalization and punctuation in my text messages because I don’t want a cavalier attitude towards grammar in that realm to bleed into my daily usage.
As it turns out, my uncharacteristic, self-righteous prudishness may have safe guarded me from turning into a freakish zombie who converses solely through inane emoticons.
A recent Mercury News article, citing a survey by the Pew Internet & American Life Project, says two-thirds of high school and middle school students have “accidentally used instant-messaging style in their academic work.”
Two-thirds!
The article also states: “A quarter admitted they have used smiley faces and other emoticons in their papers. Half confessed to informal punctuation and grammar, and four in 10 take typing shortcuts such as "LOL" to express "laughing out loud.”
Smiley faces in academic papers? What the hell is going on?
I don’t know about you, but if I were a teacher grading a stack of papers, I would incinerate any assignment containing a smiley face while gleefully texting “OMG, U R @ an F in my class! ☹”
Amanda Lenhar, senior research specialist at the Pew project summed it up eloquently (and sans emoticon) by saying:
"Now the teachable moment for parents and teachers is to talk about what makes informal writing and what makes formal writing - and what's appropriate in each of those spheres.”
Lenhar is right, and more compassionate than I, in asserting that we should take this opportunity to explore slang and make sure the blurring of situations in which it is applicable does not take place.
OK, so that’s one danger of texting that seems fairly mild, but how do you feel about your texting gadget controlling you while you sleep?
A story in the Statesmen explores the new and eerie world of sleep-texting. Apparently, people are actually texting so much in their daily lives that they are able to go through all of the rather complex motions to send text messages in their sleep. Another troubling point is that they are able to do this largely because they sleep with their phones!
So some of you might be thinking, “Well, texting is gradually assassinating my school work and social functions and taking over my body while I slumber, but…eh, it’s a small price to pay for being able to send concise messages to my friends while suffering through a boring lecture.”
Well…did you know that texting also KILLS??!!! [cue dramatic music and sounds of text typing followed by screams/explosions]
A Google search of “death by texting” yields several stories of pedestrians killed by people driving while texting.

This picture is metaphorical
A few odd exceptions include a prison guard who was too busy texting to stop an inmate from being beaten to death
And then there's the college student who fell 50 feet to his death while trying to sit on a balcony ledge during a particularly precarious bout of texting.
Obviously, these cases are rather extreme and involve some poor judgment ☹. Like many useful inventions, the cell phone and its texting capabilities are best used in moderation and with common sense. I’m hesitant to suggest any blanket legislation barring texting while driving, but I also don’t want to collide with some texting teen who eulogizes me with “OMG just killd sum1! Not kewl!”
In short, think before you text and live in the serene knowledge that, provided your phone doesn’t spur you towards a lemming-like path to carnage, you will live long enough to die from the tumor your phone has already implanted in your salivary glands
TTYL!