i don't want to be that guy who posted his beloved Arsenal/Manchester Utd results on his status update, as if the others don't know the url to a sports news site, or the guy who had just bought an iPhone, his profile pic is now changed to a pose of him with the iPhone conveniently appearing inside the frame, like a new body part surgically attached to his hand, or that guy who posted highly intimate, lovey-dovey series of postings to his girlfriend/wife/pets. what happens to being discrete and tactful, as a gentleman should? why all of us suddenly became attention whores, that we just had to tell everyone what we bought/ate/drank/heard/watched/sh*gg*d?
i myself is not blameless. sometimes, i do 'slipped', its hard not too man. facebook is such a tempting place to join in the fun! bought a new camera? post a few pics and commented on the features of your new camera that help made those pics to look like they are. saddled with lots of important works? just let your friends know by posting status updates such as, "aarrgh, how i wish it was friday!", or "preparing reports for the (fill in the blank) thingie, looks like another all-nighter for me, huhu". let them know that their works is insignificant to your much superior responsibilities. the company won't run without you, no wait, the country will go bankrupt without your expertise, no wait, OMG! THE WORLD IS GOING TO END! if you ever decided to go for a quick toilet break. btw, what 'huhuhu' is anyway? i hate that word, the same goes to "bro". i'm not your (bro)ther, bro. i spit on those who invented that two words.
now that i had successfully defended my thesis on why facebook is uncool, lets go back to the question, why do i have one then? i've deleted it once, when i heard bill gates deleted his account, but i'm weak, i went back to the mother superior. bill gates doesn't need his daily fix of people liking/commenting to his ever-so-witty status updates (at least, that's how i imagine my status updates to be), it is rest assured that there will be dozens of articles, blogs, etc. mentioning his name, published everyday. maybe because we're human, and most human (except bruce wayne) want their 15-minute of fame. we want to be needed, desired. me too. all of us want to be like superman, cheered and loved by everyone, get invites to launch parties, given the key to the city by the mayor, and perhaps ... one day, get repaid with some sweet lovin' by the lovely lois lane. that's why i foresee that my facebook account will stay active for quite awhile. Amen.
