Showing posts with label facebook. Show all posts
Showing posts with label facebook. Show all posts

Monday, February 2, 2009

Facebooker

I should have been asleep 48 minutes ago. . .yet Facebook keeps drawing me in. Damn you!

I heard a blurb on the radio about how the "ideal" number of Facebook friends is 302. So, you're a loser with 301, and an over-achiever with 303? I have about 702. . .I think, and I honestly know every single one (except Margaret Cho, but a friend suggested I be friends with her, and who am I to turn that down? I watched All-American Girl in the 90s!). People ask me how I could possibly know that many people. I've been accused of being some sort of friend-hoarder, friend whore, etc.

Here is the truth. It's not because I'm super popular or likeable. In fact, I'm pretty sure that a good nunber of my Facebook friends don't particularly like me (I'm looking at you, people who barely spoke to me in high school. . .). It's that I had something in common with them at one point. Example:

110 in my high school graduating class
100 RAs each year I was on a staff (2 years)
50 people on my freshman floor
50 residents from senior year
30ish residents from junior year
probably around 30 coworkers on FB
around 30-50 people I've met through improv or writing class

I'm already at 600 without even trying. I've also been on Facebook for like 6 years. . .when it was only certain colleges and you could put in your dorm and class info. It's easy to accumulate people over that period of time.

I have to say that I like knowing what people are up to. And not in that creepy way. Just kinda knowing that everybody who's been in my sphere at one point or another is doing well and going through the same things all of are is comforting.

Speaking of comforting, time for some lavendar pillow spray and some shut eye.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

The Power of Positive Facebooking

A few days ago, a girl I went to lower and middle school with posted some pics from K-5th grade (including our 5th grade class photo with my Sally Jesse Raphael glasses and super hairsprayed, immovable hair). Anyway, what ensued was a barrage of comments from a bunch of us who probably wouldn't have talked to each other at the time.

Why is it that Facebook is less awkard than reunions or high school itself? I add people who I really didn't like at the time, and I'm fairly certain didn't like me, but when they pop up in that "People you may know" section, I can't help myself. All of a sudden, they're a long lost friend who I'm excited to get back in touch with. Except I don't message them, write on their wall, or even acknowledge that we've confirmed our friendship. So clearly, bffs forever.

I must admit though, it's kinda cool seeing all these people who were good friends, worst enemies, or just sort of pretended like the other didn't exist participating in a dialogue about how one guy is really well dressed for a 10 year-old or another one looks like he has long hair.

Hopefully we don't run through the typical reunion conversation before the actual event. Then it will be super awkward.