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you know, this entire "exposing yourself to strangers online" thing has a weird feeling to it. If I were to stand on a box on Byres Road shouting out my opinions on the world or what happened to me last week, people would surely consider me a lunatic. Yet online, we pour our hearts out to people we dont know - and in most cases will never meet. Why?
the anonymity is always a reason that is given. I dont really know about that. I dont even know why we do it and i cannot attempt to explain. Yet, miraculously, it draws you in, it sucks all your thoughts out - well I cant say onto paper. I believe the internet is the only place where the right of free speech truly exists. It is essentially anarchistic in its nature and no big corp trying to change that is likely to succeed soon - hopefully, that is.
I should be studying for my French grammar test tomorrow, but I somehow cannot seem to be overly bothered..*sigh* maybe it is knowing that there are only 43 days left and then my first year of university will be over. It went so fast..and I still have not been to Cheesy Pop, supposedly the best party on campus, every Friday. I just cannot seem to want to do much partying, I´m not in the mood. Maybe its because I went to boarding school and while most of the people I live with are away from home for the first time and savouring that, I´ve developed a kind of "been there, done that" attitude. At least that makes me a better student than most of them *snigger*
the anonymity is always a reason that is given. I dont really know about that. I dont even know why we do it and i cannot attempt to explain. Yet, miraculously, it draws you in, it sucks all your thoughts out - well I cant say onto paper. I believe the internet is the only place where the right of free speech truly exists. It is essentially anarchistic in its nature and no big corp trying to change that is likely to succeed soon - hopefully, that is.
I should be studying for my French grammar test tomorrow, but I somehow cannot seem to be overly bothered..*sigh* maybe it is knowing that there are only 43 days left and then my first year of university will be over. It went so fast..and I still have not been to Cheesy Pop, supposedly the best party on campus, every Friday. I just cannot seem to want to do much partying, I´m not in the mood. Maybe its because I went to boarding school and while most of the people I live with are away from home for the first time and savouring that, I´ve developed a kind of "been there, done that" attitude. At least that makes me a better student than most of them *snigger*