Face-hooked

Face-hooked

See I understand the vanity and need for facebook, the self-importance of feeling important virtually. Though it’s not a reality its what I call face-hooked, the reality is me sat in my room on my own with no friends or family within 303 feet of me.

On facebook I have my popularity you see I have got 303 friends that I have never spoken to. Would you believe at the beginning I too was face-hooked! I have got 303 friends that must mean I am cool, But I never had 303 friends at school!

I am sat here with 303 acquaintances that I can speak to at any given time of day, if I wanted to I could contact whoever about whatever, whenever. A time stealer, a social net-work, that distracts from your set-work!

An Internet, infectious, bug, which requires a medication, of determination and deactivation from my hotmail account without having to give a reason for my leaving, I am just leaving.

See 303 friends must sound pretty great, but I get poked and posted like every Tom, Dick and fool. With comments about how that party last night looked so cool, though they never got an invite cause they never new the geezer from school.

But all I see is 300 people that don’t even speak to me, lets be honest and talk sensibly, I have 3 friends that are true to me and me to them, they know how to find my front door without the use of sat nav or directions this has to be a reflection, a corner stone of our closeness that when I need them they can be there without question at my home.

See although I have my facebook dislikes and the same with some other social sites, I can understand one thing and one thing is right I can contact any old friends day and night, friends from other countries and see if their still tight.

But the other 300 friends that live close to me, that want to be friends just to add another number to their virtual popularity so their cyber reputation stands in good pedigree just don’t fuckin do it for me!

I don’t want to be number 526 on your list, I want be in the top 3 of my close friends and family, Again just another explanation why facebook just don’t do it for me.

You see what I am saying is this, I just believe in my close friends and me, the people who are on my phone not my Iphone or smart phone, just the people I can call on the good old “dog and bone” the people I can speak to when I get home, from a long stressful day at work on my own.

There the people that mean something to me, as I have told you before this networking connection and cyber affection leaves a poor reflection on our social skills and relationship with fake I miss you’s xx and lol’s, lmao’s, pmls and omg’s Oh my God, (SING) “these are a few of my favourite” hated things, I cant stand abbreviated text and miss-spelt words, no grasp for feelings and miss-interpritated emails that cause unrest especially with the ones who really lack confidence and who wantto be everyone’s “best of friends”.

See 303 friends sounds pretty cute, but nothing sounds better than the 3 I speak to, so lets look at this again I have not got 303 friends I got 300 hundred individuals that want to chat and say they know me, that want to socialise with me that want to believe their friends with me and be associated for the sake of their own sanity.

But I don’t believe in them cause I spend no time with them, I don’t see them or speak to them even chat to them so lets be real, have I really got 303 friends.

Now I know this sounds deep and not like me but this is my interpretation of the cyber nation, im not trying to show discrimination, just a reflection of my feelings an opinion that is clear for all to see that I don’t give a fuck about the 300 who I virtually, hardly ever virtually see!!!!!



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