Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Facebook

Since I am bored to tears with FB now. I have decided I would on a daily basis or whenever I feel like, write a short verse about love. And my feelings towards it. Haha...

Why?

Because I think the fun of FB and its usual gigs have now gone pass me and I no longer want to play with my virtual pet, farm, restaurant or those questionnaire stuff, what more gamble. I honestly don't know how people can go on and on with the same games over and over for the longest time and never get bored. Beats me. So, the only explanation I could get is, they must have some passion in it OR they have totally nothing better to do with life. Heheh...

As I have said before I am in the thoughts of disconnecting myself from FB because I no longer see a purpose in it, other than keeping in touch with certain individuals or in other words, stalking certain individuals. Haha... I hope I am not.

But on a serious note, even threading on the old friends I have long known seemed a bore. I mean, to those whom I am constantly still am in the same wave length, we would have been in touch by now and we would have caught up with things and we would have definitely started being in constant touch to talk about our lives every now and then too. And we will continue with that process.

Other than that, I don't see value because those that we don't communicate are people we just don't click. So what's the purpose of staying connected with that one last line called FB just to know that he/she is alive and kicking? What value does that make in a friendship? How different is that in your life?

Like how different or matters to you that the 3 friends you used to know back in school has gone for shopping together in Singapore. Or how different is it knowing that person who haven't even spoken to you ever since the person added you is now at the alps skiing and laying cosy in its warm lodge once dusk falls?

90% of them have just moved on and we are all threading on exceptionally different path. More so, exceptionally different thoughts and lifestyle. Different loves and passion too. Different believes and different hates too.

And without FB back then, we have had that many friends holding on with us as we venture on the journey. So how different is it that it is then and now? How different connecting with those who are just acquaintances and so-called friends is it now and then?

In fact nothing except that few truly genuine people I really, really love and cherish whom I have completely loss touch unintentionally. And thank Heavens for FB, I found them again. Or they found me.

I seemed to have some 360 or 350 friends. How many could I count on from this list actually? I counted. Sad. Barely my 10 fingers. Hehe... so it makes me wonder. Why bother?

Plus, now with this tinge of knowing someone is stalking me to some extend, and some irritant who are pretty much a pest or some busybody who is out there with malicious intentions, and having to rather go through the entire list of 300 odd friends, why not just disconnect everything there is to disconnect?

Isn't that much easier? Haha... I am still wondering...

Till then, it's love story babe... love me or hate me, it's all about love... hahah...