Yes, I did draw that on a CoverGirl compact with liquid eyeliner and yes I do think myself rather clever for doing so when I was supposed to be finding, folding, and boxing clothes for charity.
Anyway, I came upon a startling realization that any sane human being in this day I think needs to come upon before they can progress. That was that there are way [waaaaa-ha-ha-haaaay-uh] too many sites out there on which people are just putting themselves out there. I realize that we live in an era that you need to make yourself available in any way possible. But we have Myspace we have Facebook, Twitter, Flickr, Youtube. There's DeviantART and Friendster (which is big in Asia, not so much here) and Gaia Online. And let's not forget all the dating sites.
Look. I have an account for MSN, for Yahoo!, for AIM, and two of those I no longer use. I have Skype, and MyspaceIM. I have a cell phone, where I receive alerts from Gaia Online, though for me right now it is very much Gaia Offline. What else do I have? I had Flickr, but (not to knock it) it wasn't for me. I have a Youtube account, a Myspace account (since I was twelve or thirteen), a Twitter that only lets out a death Tweet every two or three months, and my Facebook account was canceled. I have an account on InterPals, even. I go to church every Sunday and we talk about who saw that new thing on Youtube. My best friend and I talk more through digital means then face-to-face--and we work together!
I remember when I was like nine years old and I remember that I had these things that I held dear to my heart: my stuffed bear (yes, I still loved him), my bike, and my friends down the street. No cell phone, no internet. Golly-gee-willikers, my family didn't have internet in our house until I was nine or ten. It's been a few years (not as many as I'm sure you're thinking) and we now have wireless internet, each of us has a computer in our bedrooms, my mother and stepfather have laptops, and we IM eachother throughout the day.
We are living the American dream, people.
I live in the bedroom above my mother's room. She texts or IM's me to tell me simple things like "Call g'pa" or "Feed dogs" even "Make dinr, chkn's n the fridge". (Chatspeak makes me shudder, by the way.) Sure, she could yell up the stairs, but what fun would that be? I'm not complaining or judging, but only making observations. What else is technology for but to use it?
But this comes with serious heartbreak. Facebook deleted me, I cried, there go some irreplacable [single serving] friends. My internet gets cut off or I get a virus, I can't visit InterPals for days, or, God forbid, weeks. People all over the world think I'm snubbing them. I become The Snubber. I stop checking my Space, the people there get too boring or are ignoring me. I miss the biggest news about my friend becoming engaged. I am out of the Loop. How sad. And in the background you can hear a priest saying [ashes to ashes, dust to dust] a few last words over a casket. You know what the headstone would read. "Here Lies Shaylee's Social Life" and beneath it "Oh, Ye Young One Who Had Hardly a Chance". *
I'm not being high-and-mighty, I'm just saying that some of us have priority issues we need to work out. But as you can see I'm online, I'm using my blog. And you could assume that I have two or more pages open to different sites open, and on those pages, multiple tabs. But you'll never know. Goodness, Charlie, I'm exhausted. Let's just end this broadcast, huh?
xoxo
*The situations explained here were fictitious and of the author's own mind. They are not leaks of what will come in the future. Please do not think this is a cry for help, only the rantings of a bored young girl who needs an outlet.
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