Exams almost over! Hooray etc. etc. Deviantart looks too appetising for ancient history.
Aren't all social networking sites just spawn off others? We've all quit Myspace for Facebook, now ironically popular not only for nerds. I guess they'd have to settle for online chatting whilst playing violent computer games:
"haha take that mf"
"what, monkey fisting?"
".. no.."
"..."
"..."
">_>"
"..." *logs off*
That is what I presume a normal conversation is like.
Myspace is dead because there wasn't anything else to do on there. Except the wait of excruciating long minutes for pages to load whilst desperately trying to pause the awful techo or emo song that's stuttering its awful introduction. I deleted mine when it resulted out of fiftyish people, only one friend commented on my page. I didn't want that kind of cyber rejection.
Facebook seemingly used to be Myspace but for nerds and the future! Having ALL the necessary applications for lonely people's needs: quizzes, games, .. a quieter and bleaker page, and a typing system in which Facebook can send messages through recording the impact of the Facebooker's tears hitting the keyboard. Somehow this site's gotten more popular when they all realised Myspace is for vain sexual deviants, thus migrating over to nerd town like sneaky photoshopping foreigners. In the end, constant wall post updates are irritating (personality disorders or permanent menstrual cycles can explain how a relationship with someone changes every five minutes) and impersonal in that other friends can follow a chain of comments; a conversation that might sound rather racy or racist depending on the nosey friend reading your wall.
Recently, I decided to join Twitter. I did it despite having no one else I know having one, so that I have ability to read more famous, better looking people's posts. It is Facebook without all the bits and is just one news wall; basically an easy access stalking page.
I have concluded that lonely people with computers have nothing else better to do than follow other people around and acknowledge things like what kind of yoghurt flavour they had purchased mistakenly which they hilariously did not want, while getting off with someone who finished a Harry Potter quote; MLIA. Or not getting off with someone and getting yoghurt thrown up on instead; FML.
Perhaps we should experience these things ourselves rather to exercise empathy. And perhaps cease writing blogs complaining about lonely people and their faults when I clearly have mine, for writing on a right wing social network with nothing particularly artsy or political to express.
I should start studying for history.