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Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Facebook...an escape or a necessity?
Question: What do YOU use Facebook for, nowadays?
I remember when Facebook first started getting big. I was in my dorm room, 2004, at Howard University...talking to my girlfriend, shooting the breeze...and I would tease my roommate, because frankly, I thought she had a problem. Always talking about this Facebook thing. Always talking about being friends with this person, and that person. Always talking about how she asked him to "Facebook" her, and he hadn't. There's even a video out there somewhere, where you can hear me saying that she was purely "obsessed." But.....then I broke down, and joined -- like many of us...
At first, I loved it. It was a way for me to get up with all my other college friends, and every time they added a new college, I was geeked. I was able to connect with those who went to other schools. Those who I left behind in high school. I remember the first "Facebook" party...I remember when we could start adding pictures.I remember the first time I could start tracking who my crush was talking to; other than me, that is. I remember when Facebook took on an obsessive role.
It was close to the end of my second year at college, when Facebook became something other than a way to connect with friends. It was in that late year, I started to track the actions of my crush. Facebook helped me to put two and two together. I was told one thing, but I saw pictures that told a different story. Of course I convinced myself it was all ridiculous, and it wasn't what I thought. I also started to see relationships of friends of mine, start to deteriorate. A fight because of this tagged picture...a fight because someone didn't log out, and their significant other was able to see their bad behavior. I saw it all...and that's the first time, I started to really question Facebook.
In the years to follow...Facebook would give me great joy, because I was able to connect with family members, old high school teachers, and folks I haven't seen since elementary school. However, I also found myself becoming a slave to information.Whether it was a crush, the one I thought I loved, or the friend I refused to admit was more than that...it all became so attainable. Information.
Now, that I'm getting older, and wiser, I look at Facebook and cringe and shrug, at the same time. It's evolved into something I could've never imagined. However, when I log on now, it's not the same feeling I got back in 2004. It's not the same exhilaration. It's more of a hassle...an informational necessity -- just to see what you've been tagged in. To see some pictures you might have taken...or whatever event someone is promoting...and then you forget about the chat feature, and next thing you know, someone you barely know, is asking about your day.
I'm no idiot. I know that with the wonderful, and organic idea Facebook was and is, it HAD to evolve, but I had no idea it would turn into this global phenomenon that it is. A part of me is proud, and happy for it. However, with the emergence of Twitter and all other kinds of social networking...is it worth it for ME to continue to log into Facebook? Am I a Facebook geriatric, that needs to just retire and move on?
Bottom line: Is Facebook now a necessity as opposed to an escape? ................The jury's still out *shrug*
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I remember when Facebook first started getting big. I was in my dorm room, 2004, at Howard University...talking to my girlfriend, shooting the breeze...and I would tease my roommate, because frankly, I thought she had a problem. Always talking about this Facebook thing. Always talking about being friends with this person, and that person. Always talking about how she asked him to "Facebook" her, and he hadn't. There's even a video out there somewhere, where you can hear me saying that she was purely "obsessed." But.....then I broke down, and joined -- like many of us...
At first, I loved it. It was a way for me to get up with all my other college friends, and every time they added a new college, I was geeked. I was able to connect with those who went to other schools. Those who I left behind in high school. I remember the first "Facebook" party...I remember when we could start adding pictures.I remember the first time I could start tracking who my crush was talking to; other than me, that is. I remember when Facebook took on an obsessive role.
It was close to the end of my second year at college, when Facebook became something other than a way to connect with friends. It was in that late year, I started to track the actions of my crush. Facebook helped me to put two and two together. I was told one thing, but I saw pictures that told a different story. Of course I convinced myself it was all ridiculous, and it wasn't what I thought. I also started to see relationships of friends of mine, start to deteriorate. A fight because of this tagged picture...a fight because someone didn't log out, and their significant other was able to see their bad behavior. I saw it all...and that's the first time, I started to really question Facebook.
In the years to follow...Facebook would give me great joy, because I was able to connect with family members, old high school teachers, and folks I haven't seen since elementary school. However, I also found myself becoming a slave to information.Whether it was a crush, the one I thought I loved, or the friend I refused to admit was more than that...it all became so attainable. Information.
Now, that I'm getting older, and wiser, I look at Facebook and cringe and shrug, at the same time. It's evolved into something I could've never imagined. However, when I log on now, it's not the same feeling I got back in 2004. It's not the same exhilaration. It's more of a hassle...an informational necessity -- just to see what you've been tagged in. To see some pictures you might have taken...or whatever event someone is promoting...and then you forget about the chat feature, and next thing you know, someone you barely know, is asking about your day.
I'm no idiot. I know that with the wonderful, and organic idea Facebook was and is, it HAD to evolve, but I had no idea it would turn into this global phenomenon that it is. A part of me is proud, and happy for it. However, with the emergence of Twitter and all other kinds of social networking...is it worth it for ME to continue to log into Facebook? Am I a Facebook geriatric, that needs to just retire and move on?
Bottom line: Is Facebook now a necessity as opposed to an escape? ................The jury's still out *shrug*
Follow me on twitter @desipoo26
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