Facebook
Myspace, yourspace…
I’m not sure who to blame. It was either my spouse or sibling who is responsible for dishing the first dose. I had absolutely no interest in cyber socialization. Why do I need it? I keep in contact with those that care about me and vice versa. Besides – e-mail sucks enough of my valuable time, but I needed an account to view the news. It started with a MySpace account that I did a good job of ignoring. Then I got summoned by this Facebook. I neglected it for a decent amount of time too but then a long lost cousin tracked me down. Of course I was excited so I responded and was thrilled to find other relatives that I’d been out of touch with for several years. Turns out life just happens and time escapes turning months into years. These people seemed to have really missed me and want to know how I’ve been doing. People from high school wanted to add me to their list of friends. Cyber cool, oh yeah. I had really been missing out! This was crazy. I got brave and nervously sent invites to some of the other faces that were familiar in hopes for acceptance. Perhaps I was overbearing, out of line. They probably don’t even remember me. I won’t include a message, that’s like ignorant insurance. “Oh, did I click that by mistake? *laugh* I don’t use it much, my “mistake”. Then the ball is so in their court, right? Man, it was fun…for awhile. But why was my H.S. B.F.F. writing on someone else’s’ wall when I was awaiting a response? And how is it that the same “pretty people” get all the compliments on their “super cute pics”? (Like anybody is going to post the pre-op pic anyway, sheesh) Oh sure Mr. Meat Head “attended” University X , but sleepovers at the Greek houses don’t make you alumni and the fact that in the graduation date is sans supports the speculation. OMG! It’s the Hill’s Gone Cyber and if I’m not careful every bit of the dirty high school insecurities that I’ve spent washing away over the last 10+ years will creep back. I refuse to let that happen; social networking it supposed to be a positive thing. If I’ve learned anything since leaving high school it’s that I wouldn’t revisit those days for anything. I had fun while I was there, learned more about myself after I left, and don’t want to go back. Like much in life, “all in moderation.” -ed