Now finally entering my 25th move in my 17 year existance, I have come to realize one of my basic nessecities - Internet.
No no, it˙s not as if I˙m addicted to it or aything. Not at all. I socialize. Alot. But living in a distant country town, with no malls, and the nearest corner store a 20 minute drive away, one comes to realize the significance of this wonderful and complex invention.
Everywhere is long distance. Phone: Ruled out.
17 years old. Driving: Ruled out.
It˙s pretty damn cold right now. Walking: Sucks.
Of course I go outside. ( Where else would I get this beautiful pale complexion?) . But a 2 hour trek through thick, blinding blizzards... just doesn˙t seem very appealing to me.
How am I typing this right now? Simple. This french keyboard, hooked up to a very slow computer, in an old library is how I do my bidding. I shouldn˙t complain, but the constant dissaproving glares from the librarian every few milliseconds tells me otherwise.
I miss my computer.
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