Reconstruction Site

In my browsing of various "community sites" on the web and my perusal of friends' profiles, I've noticed at least one use for the internet which I think is rarely brought to light: that it's an ego booster.

No joke. Not in the sense either of finding those uglier than yourself (type in "ugly people" in google and see for yourself), but that there are those out there who use these community sites as a form of substance. This is in a purely classical conditioning sense, too. For instance, I know of an acquaintence of mine who would refer to themselves as "fat" and "ugly" and all around not very good looking. Although this was completely false in every respect of these adjectives, they would refuse to believe it.

With the help of the internet, though, they're able to find a continual fountain of reinforcing complements. With it, they can post entry after entry of self-deprecating appraisals and check on a daily basis to hear contrary remarks from friends and the like who are more than eager, through the grace of the internet and the unrestraint of their respective libidos, to complement this person and give them the same complement over and over.

How many times does someone need to hear "You're beautiful" before it ceases to be a complement and begins to be a drug?

It reminds me also of kids in Korea who will go through symptoms similar to withdrawal from heroin in their inaccess to the internet. Hmm. I used to fish for complements on the internet, myself. But how meek and pathetic!

Et vraiment, (et je ecrite ce pour mes amis qui parlent francais, parce qu'il rétrécit les nombres), je suis malade avec the gens qu'ont pathetique and triste dans l'esprit. Je fais des excuses, Amanda a parlé plus tôt de ce blog, c'est trop enfoncement. Mais je m'écarte

Anyways... Well, I'm still in worry over my calling. I need to call Oliver. I suppose I'll do it right now. Tommorrow might be a better day, it depends on how my meeting with the Dean of Student Life goes. We'll see, I suppose?