It's easy to admit that one has an addiction to Facebook, many people do, but I think what I’m realizing is that I have an addiction to myself. If you think that I go on Facebook to look at your profile, you’re probably a little too full of yourself for your own good. I can truthfully say that I stalk no one in particular these days, but somehow I have not minimized the time I spend on Facebook in the process! Instead, I Facebook myself. I look at my own photos. I have too many tagged of myself, so I go and detag my own photos, all the while being vain and staring. Narcissism, indeed!
I actually like the new layout of the new Facebook, although I believe that people update their status a bit too much. Predictably, so. Tell me if I’m close:
Sunday night/ Monday: “I’m sad the weekend is over.”
Tuesday: “I wish it was Friday.”
Wednesday: “I can’t believe it is only Wednesday.”
Thursday: “Yay! Tomorrow is Friday.”
Friday: “The weekend is here!”
Saturday: “PARTY” “WEEKEND” “SHOPPING” “I regret what I did on Friday.”
Sunday: “I will never drink again.” “Can’t believe the weekend is over” “I will work harder on my job/school/life.”
Sprinkled with American Idol commentary on Wednesdays, give or take a few “I miss my boyfriend/ I think my girlfriend is pretty” (THESE ARE LAME. NO ONE CARES. STOP WRITING THIS. IF YOU THINK THIS IS SWEET, GET A LIFE.) Every so too-often, I see a, “I got engaged!!!” where I predictably add my congratulations to the pile! My friends who are teachers often post about their kids, that’s fine, but not too exciting, but I recognize your hard day/unruly children.
Ultimately, my cursor drifts over back to my OWN profile button, where I click, go and look at something else, before I return and narcissistically stare at my own photo. Read more of the same status updates. Click back to my profile. Rinse and Repeat x 100 = my day with Facebook. Just admit it, you posted your status on Facebook because you like seeing it online.
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