Chicken Noodle Soup For The Awkward Girl's Soul

A hearty serving of Chicken Noodle Soup For The Awkward Girl's Soul.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

AIMless Ramblings


Before Siri, there was SmarterChild.  Before "report spam," there was "warning."  Before dubstep, there was dial up internet.  Before I became cool, haha just kidding I'm still not cool.  I hate to lump us all together into a big Koosh® ball of uncoolness, but as former *dAnCeRChiCK*'s and x3soccergalx3's--none of us can ever claim coolness.  We had 12 inside jokes or a cheesy friendship quote with all of our friend's initials listed beneath in our profiles.  We made our bff IM a guy (while we were on the phone with her) to see if he liked us.  Every conversation circa 2004 that we had went like this:

Hey.
Hey.
What's up?
Nm, u?
Same.
*awkward silence*
BRB
k
*never comes back*

All the cool kids had away messages like this:

desperate then greys
555.1242
call/text it


While we (okay, maybe just I) had away messages like this:

Eating Wendy's chili......OMG I FOUND A FINGER!

The cool thing about away messages is that half the time we weren't even really away from our computers.  No, we were usually sitting right there perusing the Internet for our next clever buddy icon because icons to us were like boys to Taylor Swift--fun for a week or so, but soon traded in for the next big thing.

First there was the Pringles icon, then there was the Paris Hilton animated stick figure icon where she drops a loaf of bread and a "That's hot!" speech bubble appears, then there was the "Rip, slip, brush, AHHHH!" icon and then there was a bunch of equally mindless, yet entertaining ones.  Naturally, we'd IM SmarterChild right away and ask his opinion on our new icon--to which he would reply "Hey Sexy!"  We'd laugh because we had told him our name was "Sexy" when we first started our friendship.  What clever little devils we were.  

Basically, you can take the girl out of the AIM, but you can't take the AIM out of the girl.  To this very day, the resounding echo of the AIM "door slam" rings in my head when no one laughs at my jokes.  Similarly, the creaking of the door plays in my head when that cute guy from class walks into the bar.

Peace, love, and AIM MeMoRieS <3

Awkward Girl

P.S. Before emojis there were these:





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