Posts Tagged ‘Internet’

Won’t Stop ‘Til The End Of The Day

This is something I felt like writing, sort of a Tenacious D-type (0r Lonely Island) comedy song/poem about sex. Hope you enjoy it lol.

Sitting here
I can’t control the urge
To grab myself
Not stop ’til I splurge

I can’t stop
‘Til the end of the day
When I see those girls
I drop my pants and I pray

Whether in a video
Or in a pic
When I see that skin
I can’t help but click

I’ll never get a fitty
In real life
So I keep clicking
As I stare at their kitty

Sitting here
I can’t control the urge
To grab myself
Not stop ’til I splurge

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Lessons from The I.T Crowd

1. Turning it on and off again practically always works…

“Hello IT. Yuhuh. Have you tried forcing an unexpected reboot? You see the driver hooks a function by patching the system call table so it’s not safe to unload it unless another thread is going to jump in there and do its stuff and you don’t want to end up in the middle of invalid memory… Hello?”

2. The best way to hide from cops is to kiss

3. Memory is RAM

4. You can email the fire brigade

5. Cleaners get more recognition than the I.T staff

I Wish I Could Just Get On A Plane…

Last night, when trying to get to sleep, I suddenly thought ‘I wish I could just get on a plane and visit her’. What probably prompted this thought was when my friend J said that him and M were going to visit Bulgaria and joked (I think it was a joke anyway) that I could come along with them and see J-O. However, looking back on it I’m not even sure he said that. The more I think about it, the more I’m convinced that I dreamt he said that, or imagined it somehow. Anyway, I would love to visit her in Bulgaria. I have time – 3 months (from today) to be exact in which I could do it.

There are only several major problems with this idea. Firstly, how to explain about J-O to my parents and then convince them to go on my own or with J and M (if it turns out I didn’t dream J saying that). If that wasn’t difficult enough, I’d have to then organise it, spend lots of money on flights and converting currency to spend while I’m there. (Oh yeah and I’ve talked to J-O and she said I could stay at hers rather than stay in a hotel, so that would save a lot of money) And I’d have to ask work if they’d give me a week off, which I’m not sure they will do even though they’re always very accommodating.

And this is all presuming J-O’s parents can be convinced to let a-random-stranger-that-their-daughter-has-only-met-on-the-internet stay in their house, probably in her room(!),for a few days (not the whole week – J-O suggested we go away to the beach for a few days you see). Yeah, that sounds like an easy obstacle to get over. Not. (And similarly with my parents, letting their son go to a far-away country on his own to meet some random girl (who may not be who she says she is!).)

It’s a nice idea. But it’s never going to more than an idea, a pipe dream.

To Tell Or Not To Tell

(Yes, another J-O post, sorry)

For the past few days I’ve been considering how I’m going to tell my parents about J-O. I can’t exactly say “oh yeah, by the way, I’ve met this girl on the internet, I asked her out and she said yes. Oh, she’s from Bulgaria and is hoping to get into Solent.” That does not sound good at all, to a parent. You know all the internet safety issues that such a conversation would bring up. Not to mention that I don’t really like talking to my parents about my ‘love life’, or lack thereof (as it used to be, and may well revert to, if all doesn’t go well). Also it would be pretty pointless if I told them but then (heaven forbid) she doesn’t get in – it would only create a lot of bother, which I don’t want.

I think the best thing to do would be to wait and see if she makes it over, wait until I meet her and make sure she still wants to go out with me. (Although I think she will – I mean, we’re acting more like boyfriend/girlfriend every day. Well, in as much as you can do over the internet. And no, I’m not talking about steamy webcam sessions of anything superficial like that. Not that she even has a webcam. But I digress.) Then I’ll explain everything. That way, I’d be pre-empting any ‘internet safety’ talk (having actually safely met her already, although I suspect I might get a telling-off for it anyway) and ensuring that I only tell them about her once it is going ahead for sure, minimising how much I have to discuss it with them.

I just really hope she makes it… I like her so much. ❤

Quick Little Note III

I’ve decided that since I’ve fallen for J-O so badly, it would be best not to update my blog on every little event that happens when I’m talking to her that I find significant. So, in order not to bug my readers with this I’ve decided to keep these minuscule musings to my ‘micro-blog’ over at Twitter. See, it does make a sort of sense, to keep short blog posts to a social networking site that was invented for precisely this purpose – small blog updates. For those who don’t follow me on Twitter, my feed can be found on the right hand side of this page or here on Twitter itself.

It’s probably pretty sad that I’ve fallen for her so much given that we’ve never met in person, but I can’t help it.

On A Wave Of Happiness

Apart from that hiccup yesterday (which was fine in the end) I’ve been really happy since J-O said that, yes, she would like to go out with me. Every time I think about her, I smile. Every time I remind myself this is the first girl I liked that actually liked me back, I smile. I’m so happy right now. I was especially happy after I got my first text from her (we exchanged numbers yesterday). She called me “honey”. That was a pleasant surprise.

At the same time, though, it feels like I’m sort of in a limbo. She said yes, so in a way she is my girlfriend. But since she doesn’t come over for several months, so really she isn’t. It’s a bit disconcerting.

When she actually meets me in person she might not like me anyway, or I may not like her. However, I don’t really think that will happen. I hope. I suppose I can only wait and see. I really can’t wait to see her now, I cannot wait for the experience of having a girlfriend.

There is another problem I’m experiencing now though. On Monday night (Monday was when I asked her out), when I was trying to get to sleep, I kept thinking about having sex with her (or, “making love”, as she would say). I feel really ashamed of myself that the first thing I think of after I asked her out is that. Believe me though, even if we do do that eventually, I will only do it if it feels right, if I am ready and if we are ready, if we are close enough for it to mean something and not just be ‘casual’ sex.

Facebook Shows I’ve Wasted My Life

I had a realisation of something, about ten minutes ago. I’ve wasted my life so far, and Facebook shows it. I spend far too much time on there, joining pages and groups, commenting on and ‘liking’ people’s status’ e.t.c. I need to get out into the real world more. I don’t know how to go about doing that, surprise, surprise.

I’ve been this way since before Facebook came along though. Before, I used to visit lots of Star Wars forums and have a good ol’ chat with fans and nerds e.t.c. But with the beginning of college, I got bored of the nerd life and moved on to the ‘social’ world of Facebook. But soon that became an obsession too.

I dunno what to do. I’m stuck at home, away from the uni I attend, with no uni social life because of that. I only have a social life when my old friends come back during the holidays. I won’t be able to change this situation, it’s too late for that, stupid me. I think I may join the Conservative Party at some point after the election, hopefully meet some like-minded people and do something interesting. And maybe next (academic) year I will join more societies and actually attend them, too.

It’s a start, I suppose…

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