I feel with this age of technology, human interaction, human relationships, the personal things are becoming impersonal. Namely, I'm talking about Social Networks; facebook, myspace, etc. I feel with these tools people are talking less, instead they're typing, "u r dum." I both love these networks, and hate them. I have a terrible time walking with people in real life, extending my social circle. I dwindle in my cocoon of comfort. I hate them because, at least I obsess over it. I stay on for a few hours, and don't interact with anyone. I've talked about this before. I'm a two week break from facebook for two reasons. Number 1: my main reason for getting on in the first place is taking a break from facebook so she can write her book for NaNoWriMo (man, I sound obsessive!), this is also my second reason. I'm only 450 words in. NaNoWriMo ends in two weeks.
Of course, social networking isn't the only problem. Phones are another. Teens text, parents text, parents make agonizingly long phone calls. I primarily noticed this when I lived in North Carolina. My mom would be on phone calls for work that would take hours! It made me sad. She barely had any time to do anything with us.
I figured out whyle typing this entry, why women don't particularly like me. I'm not charismatic. But, mainly, it's because women don't want guys that are women, and afraid to takes risks. They want men who will look out for them, care about them, and protect them when the need may be.
Adieu.
Of course, social networking isn't the only problem. Phones are another. Teens text, parents text, parents make agonizingly long phone calls. I primarily noticed this when I lived in North Carolina. My mom would be on phone calls for work that would take hours! It made me sad. She barely had any time to do anything with us.
I figured out whyle typing this entry, why women don't particularly like me. I'm not charismatic. But, mainly, it's because women don't want guys that are women, and afraid to takes risks. They want men who will look out for them, care about them, and protect them when the need may be.
Adieu.
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