Oh gosh. I have no life whatsoever. I’m sitting here at pretty much midnight and I still haven’t even touched my homework. I think over my life. But I’m too lazy to do that.
Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Keyboard keys clack as I press them one by one. Even though I’ve never really taken any typing classes, I can type fairly well without looking at the keyboard. Imprinted, I know all the keys. Colors and shades burn into my eyes because I never blink. In a world of endless entertainment, the internet serves as the best media out there. Everything’s on there. From music at Axcid to video at YouTube, all the entertainment I could ever want is right here. Friends, family, social networking does everything from the computer. But is it enough?
I’ve stared into a bright white light all my life. From first grade to tenth, I’ve traveled the lands of the internet. YouTube’s been nice; I’ve subscribed to a couple people. MySpace was weird for me, but I moved on with Facebook not long afterwards. Wikipedia was a world of information, and daily newspapers are available online. Now in the Blogosphere, I’m writing a little bit of everything I can think of. I’ve given up on running my site, and found a calling. But is this really it? My life, all in an electronic box?
My life couldn’t be completely encased in a box of metal. No, it couldn’t be, it just couldn’t. I mean, there are people out there who’s spent their entire lives online with no friends in person that they could just hop in a car and drive out to. But what have I done outside of computers? Everything I have, everything I’ve done has had something to do with a computer. I got my friends through the internet. I got everything through the internet. The internet is my life.
So then, what am I? Am I just a computer nerd? Is that it? But it can’t be; I mean, there has to be much more to me than just computers. What have I been doing when I’m away from the computer?
Nothing really. Other than just hang out with people. my life is a dull pit of electronics.
Listening to the hum of my hard drive, I can’t help but wonder. What now?
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