once upon a time… in cyberspace…

I have a story. I am going to tell that story now. Because I can. And I want to.

I was online last night, later than I have been for a while. Of course, it required me to deprive myself of much needed sleep, but I like it like that. I was talking to Emily and Jared, when Emily asks me if I know who this one person is. They were on her buddy list, and she knew the person went to camp with us, but wasn’t sure who it was. I didn’t have a clue, but offered to find out for her. I message the unknown person, and he says it’s Ryan. I tell Emily this, but she doesn’t remember any Ryan from camp. To make sure, I ask if he went to camp… he says he did, and told me his last name. It was RYAN. As in, punk drummer Ryan. As in… the boy that never gets online, hasn’t returned my emails, and the one whose screen name I didn’t know existed! I naturally flipped out to him… and asked if he EVER checks his email. “No, why who is this?” Heck, I’ll just copy the entire convo over:

dgrrl: hi… who is this?

ryan: ryan(captian weener)

dgrrl: did you go to RO?

ryan: yes

dgrrl: hmm.

ryan: This is Ryan (ins last name)

dgrrl: ARE YOU SERIOUS?
you PUNK
what a dork
do you ever check your email?

ryan: no who is this

dgrrl: erin
dude i didn’t even know you had a screen name…

ryan: Hello Beautiful

dgrrl: emily was trying to figure out who it was on her buddy list… made me find out

ryan: i c

dgrrl: goodness
alright… i’m calming down.

a bunch of meaningless convo here which I will skip

dgrrl: so are you alive and all that?

ryan: wishing I wasn’t

dgrrl: 🙁 don’t go all jared on me
and why is that?

ryan: girls are evil they always like your friend more than they like you , even though I am the sweetest guy in the world

dgrrl: *rolls eyes* i think i’ve heard this about 10 times now
why do you keep saying that

ryan: I have no friends
🙁

dgrrl: ??? then how could they like your friend if you dont’ have one?
and first of all, i’m pretty sure jared’s your friend
and i’m pretty sure i’m your friend
so you’re wrong

ryan: You know what
(smack)
(smack)
(smack)]

dgrrl: thank you?

ryan: I am going to show up at your house tomarrow ina tux with a dozon roses

dgrrl: lol…
you think that’s going to make up for 3 smacks?
😛

ryan: I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I….. I…… I……..I love you:-)

dgrrl: lol

ryan: I mean…….. Jesus loves you

dgrrl: this i know

ryan: for the bible tells me so

dgrrl: 🙂

ryan: so am I still the sweetest guy in the world

dgrrl: that’s debateable

ryan: You did admit it at RO, REMEMBER!!!!!

dgrrl: if you were the sweetest guy in the world, you would’ve checked your email, and you would’ve emailed people back
lol, yes i remember

ryan: good, it’s settled then we’re getting married in Vegas

dgrrl: hahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

ryan: that was mean

dgrrl: lol yeah i know it
AND if you were the sweetest guy in the world
then you would be true to your word, thus showing up at my door tomorrow with a dozen roses. so how, might i ask, do you intend to get here? 😛

ryan: Well it’s time for me to return to the room and get in the fetal position

dgrrl: hehe
had any good chai lately?

ryan: yes
it was sweet just like you

dgrrl: *rolls eyes* lol

And then he signed off… I assume to go into his room and get into the fetal position. That, my friends, is that. So far there’s no sign of a tuxedo-clad punk showing up at my door with a dozen roses. Ahh well. In case you didn’t really realize what went on here, let me attempt to explain. I’m a psychopath. In a nutshell.

*cracks open nut* I was enamored with him at camp. I leave camp, miss him during NYC, get back, talk to Jared… talk to a lot of people, don’t hear from Ryan, and I got over him. Two weeks ago. As far as I knew, he rarely checks his email, and I was under the impression that he didn’t have a screen name. Life was good. I was over someone who is totally wrong for me who also lives 2 ½ hours away. Then one night I do a favor for a friend, stumble upon that exact punk online, and BAM. Sweetest guy in the world. Here’s the thing. He’s NOT the sweetest guy in the world if you’re not talking to him. But if you ARE talking to him… you somehow get subconsciously swept away in the moment and somehow psychologically THINK he’s the sweetest guy in the world. Totally frustratingly confusing and not sincerely sweet, yet makes you smile SO MUCH during the entire conversation, that even if you don’t think he’s the sweetest guy in the world, you believe it anyway.

That, my dearest readers, is why I am a complete psychopathic wreck.

OH… plus Sarah is in love with Starkey, and her twin is always with Otte… that’s two down. And uhh, yeah who’s going to take me to homecoming again? Oh, and Nolan… yeah I really like the kid. I have no idea why. Talk about wrong for me. And I’m pretty sure he still has a girlfriend. However, he IS quitting smoking. Goodness… getting along sooo well lately. It’s really nice. That it is.

Water water everywhere and not a drop to drink. Males males everywhere and not a guy to date. *points at self* Pathetic.

And with that, I’m being

~swept away by the sweetest guy in the world~

@~>~>-dreamergrrl

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