Instant Messaging
I have mixed feelings about instant messaging. My now opinion was sparked initially by a conversation with Mr. M during freshman year. I feel like IMing is great for a few things. Making fun of people. Catching up with old friends. Talking to random people who are interested in the same things as you. The list goes on. Yet IM makes a turn to the darker side, in my opinion, when it starts getting used as the middle-man when you begin to use it to express your emotions to other people and vice versa. As cheesy as it is, i try to make sure that i don't say anything I wouldn't say in person. I've broken it way too many times, but for the most part I stick to it. I hate having a middle-man in a situation. If someone has something to say to me, they should say it to my face. Don't send your best friend over to ask me to dance with you. Seriously, that's quite ridiculous. It's really just the same sort of thing, in my opinion.
It may be an outlet for rage, love, sadness, depression, and whatever else may be out there, but i think that it can also magnify the situations to seem way worse than they actually are. I've bitched about how much my life sucks at the time to people online. And then, I call one friend and talk to him or her for five minutes about my woes, and they all of a sudden seem so much more simple and not too bad at all. All that angst expressed on AIM seems to have been not that necessary all of a sudden.
Wellll, I just broke my rule again tonight. This time, I assumed the rare role of me being a complete psycho hellbent on causing emotional destruction. Did he deserve it? I'm not sure. Do I feel like he did? Oh yeah. Did he probably need to be bitched out in a low way? Does anyone deserve that? Even if they're fucking weird as all hell? Yup.
I was a bitch on purpose tonight. I thorougly enjoyed myself, thankyouverymuch. However, my sensitivity always gets through to me. Now i feel pretty damn guilty.
Chris.
It may be an outlet for rage, love, sadness, depression, and whatever else may be out there, but i think that it can also magnify the situations to seem way worse than they actually are. I've bitched about how much my life sucks at the time to people online. And then, I call one friend and talk to him or her for five minutes about my woes, and they all of a sudden seem so much more simple and not too bad at all. All that angst expressed on AIM seems to have been not that necessary all of a sudden.
Wellll, I just broke my rule again tonight. This time, I assumed the rare role of me being a complete psycho hellbent on causing emotional destruction. Did he deserve it? I'm not sure. Do I feel like he did? Oh yeah. Did he probably need to be bitched out in a low way? Does anyone deserve that? Even if they're fucking weird as all hell? Yup.
I was a bitch on purpose tonight. I thorougly enjoyed myself, thankyouverymuch. However, my sensitivity always gets through to me. Now i feel pretty damn guilty.
Chris.