hey... you

So facebook. or the stocker network as i have recently dubbed it because it is actually really easy to find out about a persons personal life. With a few clicks of that button and one more click on this button and "oh! hello boyfriend of that girl that my friends cousin sort-of-knows-but-not-really at youth group!" See, so simple.

It is more then a little disconcerting to know that while you're trying to find out some hidden fact about some hidden person they could be doing the same thing to you. But no matter how much more then a little disconcerting it is, it is even more addicting. I mean seriously, why can't i stop buying flair even though it "went out of style" forever ago? Or why can't i just stop chatting with a bazillion people and get some sleep? I tell you facebook is like glowing nicotine with a key pad.

plus, it is pretty pathetic who we stock. Do you ever stock your best friend? or your sister? no! you stock that popular kid over there who you want to be. I have done that too but it would be a lot easier if we stopped being cowardly, picked up our sac lunch, and walked up to just said hi. That way by their reaction you can tell if they are actually worth knowing. But no, we stay at the table where we have been sitting for the whole of our school life and imagine that you'ed be excepted into that tight knit group of preppies. Then we sneak home and watch their profile picture for an hour or so. We suck.

Well thats all for now. i don't suppose this post would be qualified as more cheerful then my last one? dang it. oh well, i'll do better next time.

catch you later!