September 11th, 2007

emma; only girl in the world


Five minutes ago, I was sleepy. My eyes were heavy, I was just about to drop when I check my cellphone and was in for a pleasant surprise. He sent me a message. Suddenly I feel so wide awake.

Simple message, really. Reminding me of a shoot for tomorrow (sweet of him as he's just a talent like myself), but really I find myself transported back to high school, not knowing what to reply or how to reply.

It's funny cause I know what to say. I just don't know how I'm going to say it. The exact wording to make me seem aloof but interested; the number of smileys or lack thereof I will put; the intervals between messages I send him; the capitalization of my words; the language to answer in.

All of this runs through my head and this guy isn't even going to read into anything I send him, because he is obviously interested in someone else.

Then I realize that this is a case study for our Comm Res 101 paper -- on how success of courtship is determined by the hypertext in text messages sent between high school students. Of course, minus the courtship part and the high school student part. It all boils down to one-sided-ness once more. Back in square one.