Before WhatsApp, before Snapchat, even before Facebook Messenger⊠there was MSN. And it was glorious. Youâd rush home from school, log on with your cringiest email address (mine involved âxoxoâ and far too many underscores), and hope your crush was âonline but awayâ so you could decode what that meant.
The drama? IMMACULATE.
- âBRB, dinnerâ but never came back â betrayal.
- âNudgeâ wars that could crash a computer.
- Adding your mates to a group convo just to start chaos, then quickly leaving so you could watch it all unfold like a digital soap opera.
- And letâs not forget the custom status messages full of passive-aggressive lyrics and love triangle clues. If you saw âDonât cry because itâs over, smile because it happened â [insert initials] đâ you knew someone had beef.
Emojis were terrible. Fonts were unreadable. Screen names were capitalisation nightmares. And it was beautiful.
The heartbreak of seeing âLast seen 2 mins agoâ but they hadnât messaged you back?? Iâm still in therapy for that.
đ Daisyâs Corner:
WHY DID WE ALL TYPE LiKe tHiS???
Also, I once changed my status to âI guess Iâll just disappear thenâŠâ and waited for three hours. Nobody messaged. Not even my mum. I cried, signed out dramatically, and changed my screen name to âBetrayed Angel đâ.
Oh and if you ever said ânm u?â youâre my soulmate.
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