I'm jobless...And it's 2:11 AM...I feel sleepy but can't go to sleep, as usual. So I'm just killing time on Google+. I did get permission from my dad to make an account, he just doesn't know what Google+ really is. He trusts anything with Google before it. My first social networking account. At first I just added people I knew in real life. Later, I stumbled upon this amazing community called 'Camp Half-Blood RPG'. For those who are taking baby steps into the internet world, RPG stands for Role Playing Game. My first thought, it's probably just some geeks hanging out, like how they picture the geeks playing 'Dungeons and Dragons' on TV. But RPG's are far from geeky. So, I created a character sheet ('Hephaestus is the Bestus!' wise words from my cabin counselor) and started RPing. Slowly, I got to know a lot of peeps and they started adding me. So I'm like "Shemurr?! I can't add random strangers I met online!" I got this weird idea. Create a circle named 'RP', add them to that circle and nobody gets hurt. Later, I joined a bajillion other RPG  communities. I began talking to those 'RP friends' out of the RPG world, as in socialising about real life. Most of them live half way around the world. By that I mean America. But I stopped caring. I stopped wondering, who these people actually are. Whether they really are my friends or they just tag me along or because I keep liking and commenting on their posts. It does occassionally flicker in my mind, and I feel insecure for about a minute or two...then a notification comes about another comment, then Poof! I don't care anymore. I thought alchahol and drugs were addicting. Now I realise, social networking sites are no different. Oh, and the best part? I've told a few online friends about my dream of travelling the world and they told me to visit them. In my head: "OMG!! I'll finally get to meet them!! I just have to wait for...a decade...Will they even remember me then?...I don't want to look like a loser who goes around meeting people they barely know..." Bam! Hello? Insecurity?Yeah, you're welcome to make me feel like an unwanted person again!
But whether they really consider me as a friend or not, I'm still going to hope for the best. Some of the best I've met are Viv, Ren, Steph (I know you're stalking this blog -_-), Raph, Kev, Lea, Em (Sadly, she deleted her account, but she was still a good friend) Hails and Teen Quotes. I've got a good vocabulary, but I just can't find the right word to describe how these guys have helped me. By help I mean, making me feel important and helping me escape the harsh reality.
Okay...I think that's my longeat rant by far...I'm gonna go back to Google+ now. Adios.