Ah, Facebook..the craze of today's wired people. Everyone that I know, somehow has an account or another with on that platform. Well, almost. The exception is my parents.
Even I am not spared from stamping my presence in this maze of connectivity. It's my numbered addiction, though at what step it is I have yet to determine, nonetheless, it is one of my vices these days.
I go for the one game and of course, pictures. The nosy side of me loves seeing pictures, of friends, of fiends, of acquaintances, of food, of good times, of places, and of simply, just pictures. Random shots of everyday lives or powerful shots of expression or intriguing picture compositions and of course, there are the not so random, pretty, beautiful, artistic, weird, funny...you name it, I've seen them.
Aside of from that, it's for keeping in touch, really. The lazy pig of myself method of keeping in touch. Of sending greetings, of wishing, of sending messages. Yes, it used to be done with cards which we can still get from stores. Then, phone calls when I was old enough to handle the phone and have money to spend on them. Phone calls gave way to sms-es, easier and avoids the deafening silence and awkwardness you might face with some. Emails were never my choice. When facebook came along, well, all these took a back seat. Wall posted greetings became my number one choice. It's easy, could be done at my convenience, and I even get references from other posts, if any.
While I dig those, it's really a distraction. I am sure I am not the only one suffering from this addiction. Yes, this is an addiction. I have no one good reason to be log in at all times, yet, I am. There is nothing in particular that I need to check yet I am always there. I end up playing game and getting my head all weird and eyes tired over it.
And the saddest thing is that this addiction, this facebook-ing thing, is keeping me away from here. Not cool!
Even I am not spared from stamping my presence in this maze of connectivity. It's my numbered addiction, though at what step it is I have yet to determine, nonetheless, it is one of my vices these days.
I go for the one game and of course, pictures. The nosy side of me loves seeing pictures, of friends, of fiends, of acquaintances, of food, of good times, of places, and of simply, just pictures. Random shots of everyday lives or powerful shots of expression or intriguing picture compositions and of course, there are the not so random, pretty, beautiful, artistic, weird, funny...you name it, I've seen them.
Aside of from that, it's for keeping in touch, really. The lazy pig of myself method of keeping in touch. Of sending greetings, of wishing, of sending messages. Yes, it used to be done with cards which we can still get from stores. Then, phone calls when I was old enough to handle the phone and have money to spend on them. Phone calls gave way to sms-es, easier and avoids the deafening silence and awkwardness you might face with some. Emails were never my choice. When facebook came along, well, all these took a back seat. Wall posted greetings became my number one choice. It's easy, could be done at my convenience, and I even get references from other posts, if any.
While I dig those, it's really a distraction. I am sure I am not the only one suffering from this addiction. Yes, this is an addiction. I have no one good reason to be log in at all times, yet, I am. There is nothing in particular that I need to check yet I am always there. I end up playing game and getting my head all weird and eyes tired over it.
And the saddest thing is that this addiction, this facebook-ing thing, is keeping me away from here. Not cool!
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