People From The Past Alive, Still
Wow. There are old classmates of mine on Facebook. That girl. Those guys. Heck I wouldn’t be surprised if my teachers were there. Why didn’t anyone tell me about facebook, the biggest secret on the intarweb. I feel like saying hi, hello, how are you, what’s up. And also like hiding away. And pounding pounding pounding is my heart. But in any case, I’m really glad I got to see a recent photo of her. Now I can rest easy. If my heart would stop pounding.
January 25th, 2008 at 7:50
Mmm, facebook. It is like crack, and a dangerous habit to get into. People were probably trying to save you from yourself. When I don’t feel like working, I spend absurd amounts of time looking at pictures and deciding exactly how to phrase my “interests” or activities and inventing new personalities for myself. At the moment, I am a gold-mining prospector.
January 25th, 2008 at 10:21
I like facebook, but I use it as a tool… to keep in touch with friends, invite multiple friends to events, that sort of things. I did get drawn into all the fun things you can do with it to start with, but have since dropped all that.
It’s good there.
I’m not sure yet if it’s a good thing that people from my past can find me! :)
January 25th, 2008 at 13:56
Hee, hee – “a gold-mining prospector”! Now that made me laugh. Have you met any like-minded prospectors?
January 26th, 2008 at 22:57
Lindsay – Mwaha. I love that, gold-mining prospector. There be gold in them thar mountains. Well I’m facebooked now, thank you for the add. I feel cooler already.
Stu – Thanks for adding me too, Stu. Hey I rhyme, I do, Stu. Anyway. There’s nowhere to hide on the internet!
Debster – I wonder if the goats can be called nuts and raising mining prospectors? I doubt they’d object.