Facebook - ism
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
H i my name is NYC.Lezzie and I am a facebook addict.
I never imagined how much I loved facebook until I “mistakenly” deactivated my account and couldn’t get back on because I changed my email and whatever. It’s a long story. But I have time and I’m sure you do too. So here brace yourself. Since the gym addict (an ex) added me as her “in a relationship with …” I began to receive messages from my boarding school friends. And let me tell ya…they were not good messages. So to avoid all drama, I deactivated my account and now that the Gym Addict and I broke up, I signed back on and to my surprise her name was expunged. I am as out as Ellen D. but there are people from my past (boarding school rich fucks) whom I cannot disclose my sexual orientation to.
My addiction is there and it has resurfaced. I began to scrutinize through my friends to see who is dating whom, who is fucking whom, who is an alkie or who is a slut. To my findings, more people have become preggers and popped out babies like condoms/birth control never existed in America. Seriously, find some food wrap plastic thingy and wrap the ding dong to its fullest.
But anyway, pregnancy is an epidemic. Really. If one friend gets pregnant, all the other girlfriends get preggers. I’ve noticed that in a group of friends, the one person I thought would never get herself in that trouble because she was so smart and pretty and slim and now she’s a mother, not so pretty and she gain major major weight. The gaining weight part when carrying babies is one of the reasons why I do not want to be inseminated. I remember telling my mother– she was devastated, not only because I was 6 or 7 but also because she knew that no grandchildren would be coming out of my vag.
So it has been almost 5 months since I “accidentally” deactivated my account and 4 of my classmates have popped babies. I never noticed any of them were growing. Oh silly me. I should have known when I saw pictures of them.
Since I got my account back up yesterday, I have been stalking my friends’ profiles and sort of update myself on what they are doing with their lives (thus, no entry was written yesterday). Basically – who’s come out of the closet. So far- just one.
I never imagined how much I loved facebook until I “mistakenly” deactivated my account and couldn’t get back on because I changed my email and whatever. It’s a long story. But I have time and I’m sure you do too. So here brace yourself. Since the gym addict (an ex) added me as her “in a relationship with …” I began to receive messages from my boarding school friends. And let me tell ya…they were not good messages. So to avoid all drama, I deactivated my account and now that the Gym Addict and I broke up, I signed back on and to my surprise her name was expunged. I am as out as Ellen D. but there are people from my past (boarding school rich fucks) whom I cannot disclose my sexual orientation to.
My addiction is there and it has resurfaced. I began to scrutinize through my friends to see who is dating whom, who is fucking whom, who is an alkie or who is a slut. To my findings, more people have become preggers and popped out babies like condoms/birth control never existed in America. Seriously, find some food wrap plastic thingy and wrap the ding dong to its fullest.
But anyway, pregnancy is an epidemic. Really. If one friend gets pregnant, all the other girlfriends get preggers. I’ve noticed that in a group of friends, the one person I thought would never get herself in that trouble because she was so smart and pretty and slim and now she’s a mother, not so pretty and she gain major major weight. The gaining weight part when carrying babies is one of the reasons why I do not want to be inseminated. I remember telling my mother– she was devastated, not only because I was 6 or 7 but also because she knew that no grandchildren would be coming out of my vag.
So it has been almost 5 months since I “accidentally” deactivated my account and 4 of my classmates have popped babies. I never noticed any of them were growing. Oh silly me. I should have known when I saw pictures of them.
Since I got my account back up yesterday, I have been stalking my friends’ profiles and sort of update myself on what they are doing with their lives (thus, no entry was written yesterday). Basically – who’s come out of the closet. So far- just one.
I am an addict too. and so is my boss - weird.
um i wasn't gonna comment, but i never noticed the peer-pressure inducing label till today.
i don't have anything to really say (not that that usually stops me from talking or commenting) since i don't even know what facebook is.
awww...so facebook is some social networking thing where college students/grads mingle. Its good because you get to keep in touch with the people you went to school with. you should check it out.
facebook.com
seriously. you'll be addicted.
oh god it sounds like MySpace. my job won't let me sign into anything "fun".
hahaha...This is why I like working for magazines. I do "research".