This is a ridiculous post in which I will discuss a matter that is probably not deserving of the seriousness level of the post… in which I treat something trivial with the utmost importance. You may come out of it thinking I’m crazy. Or more crazy.
I’ve accidentally been conducting an experiment over the past 30-ish hours. And I’ve made myself sad. I don’t like this.
Since the bitching about emojis post, I’ve made myself feel like I should try not to use them because doing so would make me a hypocrite. And it’s stupid… so stupid… because that whole rant was never intended to be about not using them!
results of unintentional experiment:
Also since that post, I’ve noticed you (the collective you… most/some of you) barely using them with me. I assume because I made everyone think I hate them and never want to see one again. But that was never the message I meant to send!
I am a shit writer because I didn’t even realize how skewed that post and the interpretations thereof became.
I never wanted that post to say ‘no emojis!’ It was about the excess and the loss of simplicity. And in some cases (like my girl kid), overuse. I miss the simplicity of : ) and : (. It feels like emojis have strayed from their original purpose: to convey emotion not always easily discerned from words alone. They still do that… but it’s the excess that annoys me, I guess. (Hell, a movie.) Is an emoji of a car conveying emotion? Probably not. So is it a ‘ji‘ instead of an ‘emoji‘? Because there’s no ‘emo‘…
The truth is… without any emojis at all, it’s bad! It’s sad and impersonal and kind of cold. Maybe next year, I should have a lovefest instead of a bitchfest. Because, let’s face it, I could probably use half the same things as I have love/hate relationships with so many of them.
This is truly ridiculous… all of it… maybe especially that I felt I had to clarify my stance on emojis! Like this is a critical issue! (Insert various laughing faces here…) But Vic said something that’s true — they make people feel good. Including me… which is why my accidental little experiment made me sad — because conversations suddenly turned cold. Without those little faces and hearts and such, emotion is… missing. That certainly wasn’t my intention. [God knows I’m emotional…]
I have regrets (or regerts, such as it is) about posting that rant at all. Maybe pretend you never read it. I think I’m going to need to spend more time discerning my own meaning before I post these things. And maybe I should stop writing them at 2 AM. I probably offended people with the cliché one, too. Maybe I shouldn’t care… but it’s just who I am. ♥
©2017 what sandra thinks