Anti-Social Media.

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I'll sub tweet my feelings when the person that I speak of follows me. I'll update my Facebook status about a crush when I'm standing across from her in the club. I'll text when I really want to talk. I'll like all of her Instagram pictures instead of telling that person how I feel or sometimes I won't like the pictures to risk looking "thirsty". Sometimes I'll reserve my feelings with fear of them ending up as a screenshot. Instead of taking a walk outside to meet people; the bar scene or anywhere for that matter, I'd rather take a gander at the pond. I'd rather take rejection through the screen instead of trying my luck anywhere else. I don't think I'm the only that does this. If you pay close attention you can see that the youth doesn't even know how to communicate face to face the way we did; or even express themselves. In the adult world we've gotten to a place where the new bar scene is behind the laptop. Sad? Or the new way of doing things. I began feeling like maybe I should be grateful that I have thousands of friends on Facebook, a hundred plus followers and I get a lot of retweets. I had a conversation with a friend on the phone the other day about how we used to put on our best wears and most expensive sneakers to parade the mall every weekend, equipped with enlarged egos and pieces of paper with 2 or more pens so we can get the numbers of every girl passing. Now a relationship can bloom simply from a "like" on Instagram. Call it crazy or call it the future.

I don't think I'm odd because sometimes I love hours of long, hot, steamy text. It just seems so much easier than being displeased and having to jumping in a cab and head in a different direction.
One of my female friends started a relationship that she met from a prominent dating site (that I told her of). And things were going great. They've been on a couple dates and she felt it was time for her partner to meet her old fashioned parents who didn't believe in online dating. But what does she tell them when the "where did you guys meet" question presents itself at the dinner table? We brainstormed for hours til eureka! It hit me like a direct message on twitter. The grocery store! Seems like a place where you can just bump into someone. I was torn. I felt awesome for coming up with the result but horrible for creating such a lie.

But who was I kidding? Its what you have to do when beginning your journey of un-sticking yourself of this world wide web. Pretty soon the grocery won't be able to be the excuse, thanks to online grocery shopping. Matter of fact, they offer everything online. You can pick fruits and pick your friends.

And some of which will be sour but Just log on and keep picking. Just be careful. Slow your scroll. And always remember anything done in the dark will come online.