fuck facebook!
Yes, I'd say fuck Facebook, this MySpace knock-off that seems to be all the rage amongst the kids these days. I was coerced into signing up, so I guess my profile can be found here. It should be fairly obvious that I haven't taken it seriously, and don't fully plan on it anytime soon.
The way I see it, it's like MySpace, where twelve year olds go around trying to get as many people on their 'Friends' list as possible. The difference being that Facebook seems to be a bit more personal. I will admit I was mildly intrigued briefly at the thought of talking to some people from back in the day, elementary school style or high school style. Then I started looking at the people from then, and I realized that I really don't want to get to know any of them again. The whole point of leaving them behind was because either they pissed me off, or that they became street trash/junkies, and therefore people I didn't want to associate with.
Hell, most of the kids I graduated with in school are either pregnant or on drugs, or some combination. They thought they had such bright futures, but they ended up ruining it. Not to say that everyone's that way, but it can seem that way. And not to sound bitter or anything, that's not the intent. Just I see poeple that at one point thought they were going places, or were better than me, and now they've been reduced to almost nothing. Insignificant masses with boring or piss-poor lives, making me recall why I didn't want to associate with them.
So that's that. If it serves a purpose eventually, then maybe my opinion on it will change. But fuck the pieces of shit from what I consider to be a past life. Fucking pricks, now I remember why I stopped wanting to be around them. Ahhh!
Turning to more amusing things, did up a good weekend the last three days, here's some random pictures of the festivities. We begin with a random brown guy hitting Ben with his car in the Lee's Chicken parking lot:
Then we move on to me and Ben making some silly faces, for no real reason:
From there, we find me having sex with a pink flamingo:
And Ben standing next to something weird that we still don't understand:
And my personal favorite, me ready to slit Ben's throat while he's ready to bottle me, all while drinking various beer:
I guess that's it for now. Fuck Facebook, in the Face or something. At least until further notice.
Finally, The Rolling Archive has been updated, with a classic entry from this time two years ago. Back when Revenge of the Sith came out, and my reaction. I think I was also suspended during that time, and got into a car crash. Good times!
The way I see it, it's like MySpace, where twelve year olds go around trying to get as many people on their 'Friends' list as possible. The difference being that Facebook seems to be a bit more personal. I will admit I was mildly intrigued briefly at the thought of talking to some people from back in the day, elementary school style or high school style. Then I started looking at the people from then, and I realized that I really don't want to get to know any of them again. The whole point of leaving them behind was because either they pissed me off, or that they became street trash/junkies, and therefore people I didn't want to associate with.
Hell, most of the kids I graduated with in school are either pregnant or on drugs, or some combination. They thought they had such bright futures, but they ended up ruining it. Not to say that everyone's that way, but it can seem that way. And not to sound bitter or anything, that's not the intent. Just I see poeple that at one point thought they were going places, or were better than me, and now they've been reduced to almost nothing. Insignificant masses with boring or piss-poor lives, making me recall why I didn't want to associate with them.
So that's that. If it serves a purpose eventually, then maybe my opinion on it will change. But fuck the pieces of shit from what I consider to be a past life. Fucking pricks, now I remember why I stopped wanting to be around them. Ahhh!
Turning to more amusing things, did up a good weekend the last three days, here's some random pictures of the festivities. We begin with a random brown guy hitting Ben with his car in the Lee's Chicken parking lot:
Then we move on to me and Ben making some silly faces, for no real reason:
From there, we find me having sex with a pink flamingo:
And Ben standing next to something weird that we still don't understand:
And my personal favorite, me ready to slit Ben's throat while he's ready to bottle me, all while drinking various beer:
I guess that's it for now. Fuck Facebook, in the Face or something. At least until further notice.
Finally, The Rolling Archive has been updated, with a classic entry from this time two years ago. Back when Revenge of the Sith came out, and my reaction. I think I was also suspended during that time, and got into a car crash. Good times!
posted by michaelnicholas at 10:23 PM
2 Comments:
umm no, white boy jumped on my car. I didnt hit him for the record.
myspace is for little girls!
facebook was started for college students as a college social communications project... i belive the ratio of 12 yr old pussies to real people who work for a living or go to real post secondary education
is pretty small on facebook....and actualy myspace is the knock off... facebook was first. thpppppp.
thought id jsut come along and burst your bubble there :P lol.
facebook also isnt as rediculous as myspace, the whole friend adding thing is way more secure. and the layout is more simple and not distracting. myspace is an online whore of advertisements! . anyways theres my rant for now.
im watching a good movie:
man of the year
i like it
i like joy
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