I'm a blogger now!

The idea for this blog came from my friend and colleague neisah satterfield. the girl is absolute genius, and i can't do anything without the example of someone else before me, so here i am: a conceited blogger. blogs are, by the way, one of the strangest inventions i think i've ever encountered. but you know what is even more ridiculous than blogging? facebook. yes, i have finally come out and said it. facebook is the leech of every college student's precious time. not only that, but we rely on it for everything. if you want to get the news out about anything and everything, post it on facebook. while common belief is that this commodity is a good thing, that is a fallacy. nothing is trashier than make-ups and break-ups available for all 520 of your facebook friends (347 of them whom you've never said a word to in your life) to see. my slightly obnoxious yet hysterical roomies love to screw around with my facebook. i would like to lay any of your oh-so gullible minds to rest by saying that if my facebook ever says i am engaged, pregnant, or looking for a dealer, it was probably my roomies. yet still every time the ridiculous event occurs, i get numberless comments about how everyone wants an announcement, or asking if i need an intervention. Let me clear the air by saying this: i am not so tacky or tactless as to post any such thing on facebook in a serious manner. please, please, have the decency to not send me a friend request if you do not share my sense of humor, or my circle of friends for that matter. Which brings me to my next facebook frustration: when people that you don't know add you as a friend. here is the unspoken rule about that one, and you can deny it all you want but it is true: if an attractive guy that i don't know sends me a friend request, i accept him, not questions asked. same goes for any other person who gets a friend request from a hottie of the opposite sex. however: if a person of the opposite sex who is fugly requests you, one word: IGNORE. Actually that is slightly untrue, most of us accept anyone and everyone because, as a friend of mine once said: facebook friends are like pokemon cards. the more you have the cooler you are. the downside to that one is that after you've accepted someone, you'll never stop hearing the last of their achievements as cyber-zoo keepers and virtual farmers. honestly? go buy a fish! learn how to use a remote control (not that i am justifying being a couch potato over having your own world on facebook, but at least a remote is tangible). Somehow facebook has convinced everyone that if your cornstalk grows taller than all your friends', you become king of something. wrong. get up off your ars and find a hobby.