Forget Facebook

It has been five days without Facebook. FIVE days. That is 120 hours. 7,200 minutes. 432,000 seconds of my life since I have last been on Facebook. In all honesty, I haven’t noticed. I have been very busy with my school work that I have not really had the time to go online and check it. My problem with Facebook was the app. I was smart and deleted it off my phone. I do feel a little weird in the mornings when all I have to scroll through is my Twitter feed and my Instragram pictures. But hey, I get over it, and probably start my day five minutes sooner than I would if I were to be laying in bed checking Facebook. 


The only thing that I really miss is the fact that I am way out of the loop. My sorority has its own secret page on Facebook that many things get posted in daily. For example, we had a social last night and I had no idea that there was a social scheduled because I was not able to check my Facebook. I know I have sisters to tell me what is going on but I don’t want to be annoying and keep asking them, so, I just have been winging it. 

People’s addiction to Facebook is unreal. These people have no idea how much other, more important things that they can be getting done if they were not so concerned about Facebook. Facebook, along with other social media website are becoming more prevalent in interviews. Your interview can be going great then suddenly your future employer will ask you if you have a Facebook. (You can’t lie because you know they already know the answer!) You say yes and they ask you to log in. They will go through your Facebook right in front of you, and this social media site can potentially cost you your job.

All in all, I believe that Facebook can be all fun and games if you are smart about it. Not too many people know how to act responsibly on social media sites. Sure, it is a great way to stay in touch with your aunt from Wisconsin, but then you have to think, Do I really want Aunt Debbie seeing me funneling a beer from this weekend? If the answer is no, like it should be, I would suggest taking the picture down. 


Withdrawal From Stupidity

Here’s the deal. I’ve always had a love/hate relationship with Facebook. When I first got it in 2007, I thought I was the coolest chick around because everyone was still on Myspace. It was my thinking that only the coolest people made the switch to Facebook, leaving the socially handicapped to the older networks. I loved it. But then EVERYONE started coming onto Facebook around the start of 2009, and my love for Facebook slowly turned into abhorrence. I dreaded logging on every single day and being berated with annoying statuses. I don’t care what you’re eating. I don’t care what your schedule is for the day. I definitely don’t care that you’ve had a bad day and don’t want anyone to text you.

facebook-big-brother-is-watchingSo you may be wondering, why would I even keep my Facebook if I hated it so much? Well as a high school student, the pressure to be like everyone else was at an all-time high. So I kept my page because if I didn’t I’d be considered more socially handicapped than i deemed the people who remained on Myspace in 2007. Then, Facebook reached the old people. Just as I was about to graduate high school, excited about finally being able to delete my Facebook, all of my family members decided to get with the times and sign up for an account. I joked about deleting my account after graduation with my mother, and was met with a sad expression. “But Brianne,” she said quietly, “How will I know how you’re doing at school?”

So I had to keep it. And even though I completely hate its very existence, I check it several times a day. So when my professor told me I couldn’t use Facebook for an entire week, my first thought was “Great, now I don’t have to see the idiotic things people post.” But then I realized…I wouldn’t get to see the idiotic things people post. It was the thing that made me feel good- to know there were people out there who were dumber and more annoying than me.

Why am I so addicted to seeing the stupid shit other people post on Facebook? I feel like a normal person shouldn’t get joy from seeing how dumb the people around them are. It’s only been 4 days, but I’m constantly asking my roommate to tell me what certain people we’ve put on our “watch list” (they post the stupidest things) are saying.

Facebook and other social media sites are like a drug to people in our society. We’re obsessed with knowing where everyone is and what everyone’s doing at all possible times. It’s scary to me how dependent I’ve become on Facebook, despite my hatred for it. I’ve only just now come to terms with the fact that if I didn’t have a Facebook, I would go crazy wondering what everyone was doing. Needless to day, I’m extremely excited for this assignment to be over so I can get back to my hourly dose of stupidity.