My Facebook Reality

Well some of you might find this post rather interesting, while others might just think I am retarded. Then there will be others of you that wonder if I am talking about you, and still others that won’t give a shit either way. What an opening right?

Oh Facebook. My friend of only a few years. You allow me to do all the things that I want without getting arrested for doing them in real life. You play games with me, cater to my stalking needs, give me horoscopes and can even tell me what position I am best in at sex. You may not allow me to make glittery backgrounds as wallpaper or post nonsense all over my page like that slut MySpace but hey… I love you.

You know, when I started Facebook, I already had a MySpace account and updated it pretty regularly. I had like i think 50 friends or something like that but something didn’t really seem right. MySpace was flooded with pre-pubescent girls and a bunch of bands, events, comedians, assholes that just wanted to leave some kind of message on your account telling you where they were going to be. So I moved to Facebook.

I have to tell you, at first I was taken back by Facebook. With just a little bit of information it found tons of people I know. Had a kind of cool layout and had some interesting options here and there. I won’t lie and say I didn’t miss my background on MySpace but I will also say that after seeing so may God awful wallpaper backgrounds, I am fine with losing it. So again, I’m adding friends and I came upon a very interesting dillema. On MySpace I didn’t add anyone I really didn’t like. Mostly because alot of people don’t change and it would just get complicated, however, with Facebook I was going to change the rules.

I will stick to this clear motto “If I have met you in real life or know ALOT about you from either online games, work, or whatever, I will add you.”

Well… it’s not that clear but fuck you it’s my motto… let’s move on shall we.

So it took me forever to add all my friends and people I know because hell…. I know ALOT of people. School, my past 20 jobs, past friends, girlfriends, neighbors, people I worked on their computers, even the guy I asked to hand me some toilet paper from his stall since I was out. After all that was done I now have 323 friends. Pretty good right? I mean, it’s not a contest but hey.. I know people what can I do?

So for months and months I have done facebook… I love it. I like updating.. I like seeing updates… well… here starts my problem.

I knew this Blog was coming about 3 months after I started Facebook. I wanted so many times to just update my status with something like this but as you can see I have alot to say and the “Update Status” feature won’t hold all of this. When I added all those people that I wasn’t exactly the best of friends with but I have either met or whatever.. I knew I was going to have a problem later. Here is the result of that problem..

I hate most of you on my friends list.

There I said it. I can’t pretend I like you because in all reality I can’t stand you. I think if you are reading this and that statement I just made makes some sense to you personally.. then you probably know why I don’t like you.  More importantly, you probably don’t like me too. We just added each other on Facebook because of some sense of feeling that we went to the same high school together, or work together, or whatever, when in reality we both know that we never hung out together or socialized together or anything and it’s because of _____________.

For me … that blank could be filled by numerous things. For example : you being an asshole, you being a preppy asshole, you being a jock asshole, you treating me like an asshole, you having the personality of an asshole, me having a way bigger penis then you……. ok.. I put that last one in there for fun but you get the point.

Lots of things have gone on in my life and people have come and gone in and out of my life and one thing I was told was to just let go of the past a bit and try to not judge. So when I opened my Facebook account I figured, “What the hell, maybe some of these people that were assholes back then have changed.. I mean it has been in some cases 15 years and people still can’t be the way they were back then can they?”

They can and they are.

This whole blog today is because as I went through photos the other day I saw a girl I knew get married. She was surrounded by all the same type of people that she had always been around. This just reminded me of the same shit I saw a month before with this guy I knew being surrounded by the same people he was with before.

I know what you are saying… what about you Justin? I have reached my hand out and in some cases it has worked out and not everyone has stayed the same. It’s nice to see that some things die hard once they are no longer cared about in the real world. So to those of you reading this that have done that, I commend you and say thank you for giving me some hope.

To the rest of you reading this..

No I will not answer who in specific I am talking about. I am almost positive that all of you will know where you fit on in my list. I think most of you will know what I am saying in this blog without coming out and saying it. Yes I will continue to try to reach across the isle so to speak and break these barriers. No I will not hand you toilet paper from my stall..

That is all.