December 18, 2008

• I’ve never been a big fan of the social networking site. I’ll cop to it: I love blogging and I bleed Xanga, and my loyalty makes me biased. Whenever I have free time, it usually goes towards my blog—I’m either writing a new post, rewriting the post, getting really frustrated because I’m rewriting the freaking post again and it still doesn’t sound right, or drawing a Paint picture to go with the now tired-ass post that has been rewritten, like, 7 times before it’s made public.

  Blogging is an arduous and very time-consuming task, but most creative processes are and will continue to be that way…unless my wish to have super-creative-writing-in-seconds talent comes true. I’ve been wishing on a lot of stars, my friends, but those balls of gas are extremely cheap or something because they keep ignoring my requests. Granted, most of the stars turn out to be planes—but give me a break! I’m in Los Angeles, people; I’m lucky to be able to see anything underneath the smog cover.

  My online time goes towards my Xanga, with the most important aspect being the writing itself. The profile was really the last thing I worked on because I consider it to be just an accessory for my blog. It’s there for people who are really, really bored, so you’re not missing out on anything if you never see it.

  I view the social networking site as a blog-less Xanga, i.e., pointless. You put up pictures of yourself, talk about your likes and dislikes, and then let it sit there for other people to view. That’s not to say I don’t use the sites. Whenever I hear a lot of news about the newest trend in the social networking world, I’ll create a profile to see what all the hype is about. I’ve tried Friendster, MySpace, and now am on Facebook because that’s where the migration has been heading. My profiles are fairly basic, and will eventually be abandoned, because again, there is no blogging aspect and therefore no reason for me to devote any more time on it.

  The abandoning phase of the Facebook account may come sooner than anticipated because a few people on my “Friends” list have gotten dumped by their boyfriends or girlfriends, and have responded by putting up really lame and pathetic status updates for everyone to see. I’m talking about crap like this:

  X really wishes he could take it all back…

  Y will never believe in love ever again.

  Z don’t it always seem to go that you don’t know what you got ‘til it’s gone?

  I find the last one most annoying. The little Facebook status module looks like this:

  

  The little cartoon speech bubble is asking you: “what are you doing right now?” and your response is you’re doing a Joni Mitchell lyric. Okay…

  Anyway, the emo status updates, no matter who they are written by, are all created out of the same formula: overly-exaggerated descriptions of a broken heart that are directed at someone who is never mentioned, but whom everyone knows is the writer’s ex.

  This crap is loserish on so many levels. First of all, the dumpee is posting these lame-ass status updates for their ex to see, which makes no sense whatsoever. Does he think that by showcasing how much pain he is in, his ex will change her mind and get back into the relationship? Why would she even care? She is the one who dumped you in the first place, you asshat. She doesn’t care how much sadder you make yourself sound because she expected you to feel like dirt in the first place.

  Secondly, whatever happened to maintaining one’s cool after getting dumped? I thought people tried to downplay the humiliation of getting kicked to the curb by acting totally unfazed by it. If anything, you do it to give your ex the impression that you weren’t that much into him or her in the first place. That way, your ex loses whatever ego boost he may have had when he thought you were miserable without him, and you get to preserve your dignity.

  

  It’s not that hard–and yet, you’d rather take the route of publicizing your pussification? You deserve to be single! 

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