hannarb

ohmygodineedtocomeonheremore

My guild's one of the best on server, again, so we're pushing through progression. ONE DAY I WILL JOIN PARAGON AND ACTUALLY MAKE MONEY OFF THIS SHIT.

Taking a year off to work and whatnot. I'd like to go to Japan again.

Then off to Syndey for Engineering/IT.

Robert at work said I should buy a Mac. I'd like to.

But like. My guildmaster said he'd disown me. And he's more of a father than my actual father.

SO DILEMMA.

I haven't been on here in a million years. For cereal.

A bit's happened. Finished school. OP 5. Cataclysm. Got a job. Not enough Gossip Girl. BIGBANG! Bought the coolest headband. And another. Then another. Got a new keyboard. Cataclysm heroics. Raids.

Iunno. Whatevz.

I don't think people really grasp how close people get to online friends; guildmates, clans, alliances.

I always thought it was a bunch of bullshit how people would not go out with real life friends when they had to raid, but after 6 months of it, I really do understand it.

People argue and say that you can't get to know people truly without face to face interaction, and to some extent, I guess that's true. But, the fact remains: after staying up to 4am with a group of people working towards a common goal, failing, and trying again, you get to know them pretty well. While I may not know all their eye colours, or even how they look, many aspects of their personality become apparent. After 6 hours of wiping on the Lich King, you learn things about people.

Some people think it's ridiculous that I'd consider some of my online friends to be some of my best friends, and I guess in a sense it is ridiculous. For all I know, they could be lying to me about everything. But online, people are the people they want to be. Things that would normally stop them from socializing with some people - appearance, age, occupation - don't matter. And the truth is, in my 5 hour Skype conversations, we've all shared some stuff we'd never dare to share in a face to face conversation.

I'm not saying that online friends are better than real life friends; real life friends are very good, if not better in many aspects. But still, I really wish people would judge less when I mention my online friends. It's a different type of friendship than I have with my real life friends, but that does not make it inferior in any way.

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Just got back from Brisbane. I'd rather be, like, not back.

I had a good trip, mostly. I wore cute dresses and went shopping and bought this: desmond.yfrog.com/Himg80/scale… - possibly the greatest camera evar. It's a bad photo, but it's so, so cute.

Cairns is so ugh.

I'm sleepy. Too sleepy to even log on WoW.

1984 was one of the worst things I've ever been forced to read. Just, ew. Ewwwwwwww.

I've decided I'll become rich and famous by reselling iPhone cases. GENIUS.

Bedtime. <3