So like I said in my first post, I want to talk about someone who I hold close to my heart for many reasons. Harrison :3
STORY. Around the end of 2006 my father bought me my first laptop. I was so excited about it, but knew nothing in regards to the ways of the interwebs and how to computerfy. So my cousin helped me out and subsequently suggested I install Halo and use his CD key. And that moment right there is where my life changed. You see, by installing Halo, I played the game that lead me to connect with someone I will never let go.
It took me a while to get there first. A year passed before I had gained the courage to venture into online play, and back then there were a handful of people from around the world stuck on one of the older versions, so I opted to go for the nub-tank approach and destroy everything, seeing as my ping would've probably been around 300-400. Playing on these awesome Mexican servers, I met people that made my afternoons alone fun and unique.
But I remember one day I was bored and felt like being weird, so I went to the top of Death Island and was jumping off the top to suicide. Like any normal 15 year old kid would do. <_<
So here I was, constantly spawning and jumping off, and this random I hadn't met before joined the game and asked what I was doing. His alias was "RaveN" and I came across this guy many times over the next few months. He would just.. suddenly appear. Then I found myself searching through the small selection of servers just so I could be in a game with him. It even got to the point where I'd spam refresh until there was a spot free on his server.
So one day I decided I wanted to know more about this person. I'd met a lot of friendly and fun people, but this one interested me. He could make me laugh until my eyes watered and was silly about everything. To put it simply, he was a clown. That's what attracts me most. He added me to MSN and voila; we had lift off.
His name was Harry and he lived in NSW. That was another thing I had become accustomed to during my experiences on the Internet - having international acquaintances. My best friend lived in Adelaide. I had a minor fling with another guy from Sydney. I spoke to a guy from Mexico who partly spoke in Spanish. And, of course, the Americans. But this was something different.
Harry and I began to converse. He would tease me about everything and I would stubbornly object, and though we softly denied it for a while, we both knew what was really happening. We were falling in love, and rapidly too.
This man had entered my life at a time where I needed a friend most. My status at school with work and friends, and my awkward situation at home, meant that I fled to the Internet and the person who would listen. I spent many hours longing for his company and comfort, but being unable to say so. I'm finding it difficult even now to summon just how I felt back then.. But I wanted to be his. And on
[The first photo together in its original form: 14-09-08]