I used to be the biggest Facebook faggot. If I have any homosexual readers, I apologize for my words, and I don't mean it in that term but man was I a fucking douche. I would see a cute girl, click the ol' "add as friend button" and once my request was accepted, I'd take that as my cue to spit game. And 9 out of 10 times it'd work. Well friends, Morgan Farruya was that 1 out of 10. Let's take a stroll down memory lane shall we? I remember seeing this picture of Morgan on Symon's profile:
and thinking, "hey, that girl's cute". So of course, I did my usual routine, and waited for the accept. On that fateful day that my request got accepted, this viral owning took place for all to see.
What a douche right? And look at the gay ass smiley faces. Ew, embarrassing. Thankfully we were able to move pass the awkward ass introduction and become friends. Shortly after this, I began to follow Morgan's blog and came to discover what a truly interesting person Morgan is. In fact, she's one of the biggest inspirations behind my blog. So here I am, following this girl's blog for over a year now, and it feels like I actually know her. Except for the small fact that we'd never actually met. Well, all of that changed last night and I must say, Morgan is the same person (if not more interesting) that she is on her blog. I was kind of nervous that it might be kind of awkward, but I felt like I had known her for quite some time. Between stories of failed love lives and the "Songs for Simps" mixtape, there was a genuine connection. Am I saying this is my best friend? No. But what I am saying is that it's cool to meet a genuine person who is who they say they are. Someone that you know, right away, will be a good friend. That's hard to find in the virtual world we live in. Also, she's giving me a jacket. I don't care what the fuck kind of jacket it is, I think that's cool as fuck. And if you can't tell, I'm pretty excited as fuck.