Tachycardia to bradycardia and back again: a final internet memoir
I meant to do this after I got out of high school, but between a trip to New York, three weeks in Alabamer, a semi-permanent residence in Atlanta, and making all A's in college, I haven't had time.
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The internet and I, we were close for many years. It was until recently that I realized our relationship was at a dead end. I decided it was imperative that I disclose the particulars of my affair with real life to the internet. She was taken aback, but at the same time, completely understood.
Wait, I don't remember being a lesbian with the internet.
Let's try this again.
The internet and I, we were close for many years. It was until recently that I realized our relationship was at a dead end. I decided it was imperative that I disclose the particulars of my affair with real life to the internet. He was taken aback, but at the same time, completely understood.
Maybe I should describe the internet to you.
The internet was tall, dark, and handsome (not to mention, he was infinitely long and infinitely wide... mmm). At first, I was attracted to his adventurousness; he always had a forum to show me, a chat to entice me, and his IMs would keep me busy for hours. He supplied me with various web browser-based games, and encouraged me to improve my skills in photoshopping. We would get into a fight every once in a while because he wouldn't work, but we managed to get by.
Four to five years into our relationship, I became bitter and sullen because of the real world. I was no longer interested in the internet, because all of the magic had gone out of our relationship. The friends we had made together began to go their separate ways. Little by little, he began to notice that I was no longer there. He was passive-agressive at first, but slowly, he decided to accept it. I no longer slept by his side at the keyboard, my computer chair was empty, and we considered separation.
By the summer of my Senior year of high school, we were officially separated. The internet had nothing to offer in our relationship but broken blogs and social bookmarks, so I told him that we couldn't be together until he got himself together.
Just when I thought about getting back together with the internet, I received a phone call from an old friend I met on a Monster Rancher message board. We began talking back and forth, until it became an everyday thing. I slowly became happier and more confident through my relationship with this person. I became enraptured with the real world. This "affair" continued until now, in the present day. I had to tell the internet that I was engaged to this person, that I loved him very much, and that I was finally content in exploring the real world with him.
And that's how the story goes.
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The internet used to be a source of false confidence and happiness for me. There used to be several forums and chats that I used to visit to get away from the real world for hours at a time. I used to seek friends, so much so that I boasted extraneous vocabulary and knowledge to random people, adjusted my age, and sometimes acted out of line. I considered joining the somethingawful forums, or continuing to post in my Livejournal, but what would the point be?
I no longer thrive off of "lol's".
My social life on the internet is over and I have finally accepted that.
If there is anyone out there who desires it, I have a cell phone and a cell phone number.
I have found a person who brightens my day and keeps me comfortable. Everyday, I have the opportunity to share laughter, knowledge, and spirituality with this person, and to that end, I am eternally content. Our journey together has only just begun, and I look forward to our never-ending exploration.
~
The internet and I, we were close for many years. It was until recently that I realized our relationship was at a dead end. I decided it was imperative that I disclose the particulars of my affair with real life to the internet. She was taken aback, but at the same time, completely understood.
Wait, I don't remember being a lesbian with the internet.
Let's try this again.
The internet and I, we were close for many years. It was until recently that I realized our relationship was at a dead end. I decided it was imperative that I disclose the particulars of my affair with real life to the internet. He was taken aback, but at the same time, completely understood.
Maybe I should describe the internet to you.
The internet was tall, dark, and handsome (not to mention, he was infinitely long and infinitely wide... mmm). At first, I was attracted to his adventurousness; he always had a forum to show me, a chat to entice me, and his IMs would keep me busy for hours. He supplied me with various web browser-based games, and encouraged me to improve my skills in photoshopping. We would get into a fight every once in a while because he wouldn't work, but we managed to get by.
Four to five years into our relationship, I became bitter and sullen because of the real world. I was no longer interested in the internet, because all of the magic had gone out of our relationship. The friends we had made together began to go their separate ways. Little by little, he began to notice that I was no longer there. He was passive-agressive at first, but slowly, he decided to accept it. I no longer slept by his side at the keyboard, my computer chair was empty, and we considered separation.
By the summer of my Senior year of high school, we were officially separated. The internet had nothing to offer in our relationship but broken blogs and social bookmarks, so I told him that we couldn't be together until he got himself together.
Just when I thought about getting back together with the internet, I received a phone call from an old friend I met on a Monster Rancher message board. We began talking back and forth, until it became an everyday thing. I slowly became happier and more confident through my relationship with this person. I became enraptured with the real world. This "affair" continued until now, in the present day. I had to tell the internet that I was engaged to this person, that I loved him very much, and that I was finally content in exploring the real world with him.
And that's how the story goes.
~
The internet used to be a source of false confidence and happiness for me. There used to be several forums and chats that I used to visit to get away from the real world for hours at a time. I used to seek friends, so much so that I boasted extraneous vocabulary and knowledge to random people, adjusted my age, and sometimes acted out of line. I considered joining the somethingawful forums, or continuing to post in my Livejournal, but what would the point be?
I no longer thrive off of "lol's".
My social life on the internet is over and I have finally accepted that.
If there is anyone out there who desires it, I have a cell phone and a cell phone number.
I have found a person who brightens my day and keeps me comfortable. Everyday, I have the opportunity to share laughter, knowledge, and spirituality with this person, and to that end, I am eternally content. Our journey together has only just begun, and I look forward to our never-ending exploration.