The Internet – my one and only love

THE INTERNET IS my one and only. For that reason alone, I’m going to marry the Internet in the near future and all of you are invited to the glorious wedding ceremony that will include the passing of laptops as gifts to each guest. That means everyone can make expressions of happiness or sadness with letters and punctuations like : (  or : )

Sure, that sounds crazy: the Internet is not a hot girl, let alone a real person with feelings. But I want to be linked forever to the one thing that allows me to have access to all sorts of cool information and other things.

That’s not all.

It allows me to keep my friends within arm’s reach by providing me the powerful medium to send Instant Messanger messages to my good friends and ignoring those I don’t like, even though they’re on my buddy list.

Yes, I’m heartless, but that’s what the Internet allows me to do.

And it saves me from boredom. And it prevents loneliness. And it never talks back. And it never gives me an attitude. And it’s always nice to me.

And that’s why.

It also allows me to let loose my inner-laziness. From the comfort of my apartment, I can write and send letters to my friends, colleagues and professors — all while I’m still in my polka-dot boxers, with a bowl of cereal next to me.

If I really wanted to, I could live indoors for the rest of my life.

Then again, there’s this thing called the real world, and, from what I understand, it’s always good to get a dose of that, for the sake of my sanity.

That’s why I know when to get away from the Internet. I try to log no more than two hours per day online.

That means one hour is reserved for business, like checking e-mails, and the other is to check my MySpace account about 50 times a day.

I’m not the only one, though.

More than 1 billion people use the Internet worldwide, according to Internet World Stats. That’s a lot of people. You guys should marry the Internet, too.

We should have a mass wedding at City Hall and the mayor will be there. Your parents, too. Your aunties, too. Your children, too. Your spouses, too. Your sisters and brothers, too. Your ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends, too. You get the picture.

We all should honor this connection.

I remember the first time I met the Internet. It was like our lives were bound to cross, everything was meant to be. There I was, a freshman in college. In a new world, I struggled with rebuilding the kind of foundation I had in high school, the kind with friends galore. It was different then.

I had to start anew. That’s when I got my first computer, courtesy of my loving parents. From then on, I couldn’t be separated from the Internet. If I wasn’t in class or at work, I was in front of the computer, the glow of the screen shining off my face. These were the moments spent chatting, surfing the Net and, yes, downloading music. The last part is horrible to commit, but every love is never perfect.

But my life would never be the same if I never found the Internet.

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