Who was Cho Seung-Hui? Why did he do what he did at Virginia Tech? More importantly, how did he reach that point?

Every media outlet has their variation on his reasoning. Some say it was over a woman, others say it was over the unfairness of the world. The legitimate reasoning, while rather twisted, is probably the nearest thing to the truth: He was lonely.

I miss the friends I had when I was growing up. In some ways I wish they had stayed in the area of my neighborhood, but things change and circumstances force a change of scenery. No matter the reason, I still wanted them to stay around because they were my friends. They understood me. Now I am the naked baby without a mother and father, looking to get fed, but no answer back as to when. I am the frustrated adult who has to work to make the money to make more "friends."

Now I am Cho Seung-Hui. I am alone.

I'm sure some people who know me will wonder why I feel this way. After all, there's always the Internet. The Internet is not a place to gain a friendship or any kind of relationship for that matter. Message Boards, Myspace, Facebook, Friendster, and IRC are not the places to look for people. Those places would be useful to me if I had actual friends.

I may gain two or three from the net, but they've never dealt with me in real life. I don't think that would be possible. The attraction to Internet communication is that you don't have to deal with people directly in the first place. When you get sick of someone, you delete them - no questions or long speeches.

It's not the same thing with a friendship that's been cemented in your brain with actual images, smells, sights, and words. All you have in technology and in clubs are zeros and ones and fakeness. I can never get the feeling of beating Mega Man 2 at 2am in 1987 with one friend, while listening at a sleepover to Run DMC's "Down With The King" album with another. Those are moments that, when they happen, they never come back, except in a hazy maze of dreams.

I miss my friends.

I never needed to know their political affiliations, whether they wished the death of Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton, nor whether they felt the liberal left was taking over the media. Fox News didn't exist to us and CNN was an old person's channel. The only things we cared about on television were Saturday morning cartoons.