I've said this to a few people, but I may as well say it here too: I really hate online interaction.
Don't get me wrong, I like SG, IAM, Subkultures, even makeoutclub and all the other community sites like them, but they lack actual human interaction. Speaking and seeing is so much better than typing and guessing. Even if there's no physical contact, it's just better having a living, breathing person to talk to rather than a glowing chat window. The internet's just the frosted window between you and something warmer.
There's no discomfort online like there is in reality. There are no furtive glances or physical hints. There's no giggles, or smiles or eye-rolls. Sarcasm doesn't work online. Subtlety, wit and candid comments all depend too much on the ability of the reader to deconstruct the syntax behind these pixels. All there is, is whatever your literary skills can manage. Even then, emoticons and a handful of gerunds don't take the place of pitch, volume and the plain immediacy and potency of real contact. You can kiss your computer screen, but it's not going to give you the sort of charge you've been looking for.
Online is just a tease. I've made a lot of friends via the internet, but I've only really started being friends with them once I met them offline, in the real world. All the fun stuff isn't on here, it's out there.
Sure, I'm a dork in real life. I'm uncomfortable and I don't say a lot of the things that I should. I post pictures online that make me look better than I do (because I'm an awesome photographer, motherfucker!).
I still prefer real life. There's no spontaneity in these HTML tables.
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Oh, and I bought a whack of emo CDs yesterday. Totally unrelated.
Don't get me wrong, I like SG, IAM, Subkultures, even makeoutclub and all the other community sites like them, but they lack actual human interaction. Speaking and seeing is so much better than typing and guessing. Even if there's no physical contact, it's just better having a living, breathing person to talk to rather than a glowing chat window. The internet's just the frosted window between you and something warmer.
There's no discomfort online like there is in reality. There are no furtive glances or physical hints. There's no giggles, or smiles or eye-rolls. Sarcasm doesn't work online. Subtlety, wit and candid comments all depend too much on the ability of the reader to deconstruct the syntax behind these pixels. All there is, is whatever your literary skills can manage. Even then, emoticons and a handful of gerunds don't take the place of pitch, volume and the plain immediacy and potency of real contact. You can kiss your computer screen, but it's not going to give you the sort of charge you've been looking for.
Online is just a tease. I've made a lot of friends via the internet, but I've only really started being friends with them once I met them offline, in the real world. All the fun stuff isn't on here, it's out there.
Sure, I'm a dork in real life. I'm uncomfortable and I don't say a lot of the things that I should. I post pictures online that make me look better than I do (because I'm an awesome photographer, motherfucker!).
I still prefer real life. There's no spontaneity in these HTML tables.
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Oh, and I bought a whack of emo CDs yesterday. Totally unrelated.