My \My\, a. & poss. pron.
Of or belonging to me
noun: an empty area (usually bounded in some way between things)
Noun: An empty area of or belonging to me
Myspace is probably the worst designed major website in the world. As social networking sites go, if your not under 18, you probably don’t have a myspace account. If you’re between 18 and 24, you probably have a Facebook account. If you’re over 25, you probably have a Friendster account. If your from Brazil, you use Orkut.
I have accounts on all of the above (cause I’m a nerd). I have a Friendster account because I’m over 25. I have a Facebook account because I took classes in college. I have an Orkut just because, and I guess I have a myspace account because I’m emo.*
As much as it sucks, I find myself checking myspace much more than the other sites even though I know far fewer people on it. The best I can figure, I’m compelled to look at myspace like I’m compelled to look at car crashes on the side of the road. I know its wrong, yet I cannot help myself. I actually have very few real friends on myspace because most people I know don’t use myspace. (and that’s not a bad thing).
I check Facebook every so often just to see recent photos of kids I worked with in extemp/debate. Its odd because they’re all adults now (sort of). Some of them have become very adult (sort of). Its spooky (sort of).
Friendster has become dead to me even though I know more people on there than anywhere else.
All of these sites are great for stalking people. None of these are good for stalking me, especially since I have a site like this. I’m super easy to stalk (FYI, if any women out there would like to seriously stalk me, I will trade fingernail clippings and dirty undergarments in exchange for house cleaning. Contact me for more info!)
I’m always amazed at how when you look in your extended network (aka friends of friends) everyone is always attractive and happy. I’m ugly and miserable. I think my friends serve as a buffer between me and the good looking, happy people. They must be plain and boring.
There is no real point to this meditation on social networking sites other than, like reality TV shows, I think they’re dumb yet I tune in anyhow. If you have an account, list me as you’re friend, but not too many of you because I’m really not that social.
*Note: not really emo.