Facebook has turned me into a stalker

I know where you live.

I know where you work and that you’re positioned for a promotion soon.

I know where you went to school and what you majored in.

I know your birthday. I even know what celebrations you had on your birthday.

I know where you went out last night.

I know which movie you watched the other day.

I know your favourite food. I even know what you left unfinished on the plate.

I know your favourite book and quotes.

I know your favourite football team. I support the same too.

I know which actor makes you swoon and which song tugs at your heart strings.

I know who you hang out with and where you love to party the most.

I know all about you, yet nothing about you.

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Ten years ago probably, hearing these statements from a random person would have FREAKED. YOU. OUT. Fast forward to now, the age of social networking and Facebooking in particular, and we think, ‘Meh, what else is new?’ 

I mean, what is up with our insane need to share everything with everyone! We’re so publicly accessible that even a chimp with a computer can look us up and know how we roll. Remember Amy’s nicotine addicted monkey from The Big Bang Theory? Yeah, him – I have high hopes for him.

Amy_Farrah_Fowlers_smoking_monkey

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FOCUS.

So yeah, Facebook is great, social networking is great, I would have lost touch with about 70 per cent of my friends if not for this amazing piece of work. But sometimes it just seems so weird. Like when you look at a word for so long that you start to question the spelling, its pronunciation and even its existence?! Yeah, that kinda weird.

What do you think?

In the meanwhile, I’m going to get some breakfast.

‘Healthy breakfast this morning!’ . Post photograph of a bowl of oatmeal topped with some berries. Add filter. #nofilter. [#ofcourseI’mlying #alsothere’sleftoverpizzainthefridge #byebyehealthy ]

20 likes in two minutes. Faith in popularity of self, restored.

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#ChillguurlitsonlyabowlofoatmealnotTheTajMahal

Good morning!

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14 thoughts on “Facebook has turned me into a stalker

  1. And funny thing, too, is that some people expect you to keep up with their Facebook/Twatter/Whatever feed. More than once, instead of simply telling me about what they did, I’ve had friends start off with “Did you see my Facebook post last night?”… #faithinthefutureslipping

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  2. So true!

    I’ve never had Facebook. When I speak to old friends, they tell me that they do a “monthly sweep” for my name.

    A lot of the time, when I was at University and people would ask if I had it and my answer was “no”, their response would be “don’t get it!” – either they didn’t like me as much as I thought they did or it’s not as interesting as it’s popularity would suggest!

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    1. Trust me, it is NOT that interesting at all. When you’re in high school and life revolves around boys and checking them out, it’s great. But after that – meh. But like I said, Facebook does make life so much easier when it comes to staying in touch with friends and family.

      And by the way, congrats on being one in a million! And cause we’re doing this – I’ve never had a Twitter account, I don’t even know how it works – there. I said it. I feel so much better now. 😀

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  3. Haha, it’s so true about the stalking! Some people seem to post EVERYthing they do (and expect you to “like/share/comment”)!
    I got a FB account about a month or so ago only to keep in touch with my online arty/crafty friends. Apart from that I have no interest WHATSOEVER in being on there. I even “misspelt” my name (with a ‘ph’ instead of an ‘f’) so nobody I know irl can track me down!

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