Wednesday, June 16, 2010

I Have Thoughts...

Just a few thoughts today:

1. Defriending. It's a real term now. It's horrible. I hate it. My problem is that I don't become friends with people unless I mean it. What sucks is that I assume other people operate that way too. Some people are just friend whores....like that girl that friended a guy she's never met who sent her a creepy facebook message saying how beautiful she is and how he wants to meet her....yeah, I'm talking about people like that.
I take friendship very seriously. I'm not going to talk to you and be fake just for the sake of it. If I talk to you, I like you in some capacity. I'm at a crossroad right now because I feel like there are several people who I should defriend--people who don't respect our "friendship" at all. The idea is killing me though. Why is it ok for us to 'defriend' in cyberspace? We would never do it in real life. We wouldn't go up to a person and say "listen, we can't talk anymore. I'm officially defriending you". It's rude. But we seem to think it's ok if we can't see the other person. We accept, deny, block, defriend all within a blink of an eye.
I got defriended by someone in the fall. I hated that feeling--that we couldn't even be cyberfriends let alone real friends. That sucked. So I decided that I would never accept people who I didn't really want to be friends with--people with whom I could see myself being friends with for quite a while. My mistake is that I assume other people value our friendship as much as I do. I guess I just have to accept that people will always prove me wrong....

2. Birthdays. They're weird. Who came up with the birthday cake tradition? And the candles? And the singing? It's awkward. I always find singing 'happy birthday' to be completely boring. It's not entertaining when you're 2 years old or 92 years old. I'm bored singing to you. Especially when you have shitty cake. I didn't come to your party in hopes of shitty cake. I would also like a party bag. We need to bring those back asap. Birthdays are just days. Time is socially constructed so who's to say how old I really am. I sometimes (most of the time) feel like I'm 12 years old. And sometimes I feel like I've lived a very long and tiresome life. This day is weird.

That's all for today....just for today.

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