Facebook.com

[brigdh]

Facebook.com is, if you weren't aware (and lucky you), a sort of Friendster/MySpace for college students. You get a space to post a picture, list your major, your favorite bands, and your interests. There's a message board for people to leave comments.

Like all people when they first hear about a fad, I dutifully set one up, and then promptly forgot about it. It's not nearly as interesting as livejournal, mainly because I can't constantly post to it with whatever random topic I have on my mind at the moment and expect people to respond.

But I am continually being friended on it by people from high school, most of whom I can't remember even with the aid of the photo. Most likely this means that I was so outrageously weird that I was unforgettable, even four years later, even by people who were not even in my class.

However, I am choosing to interpret it to mean that I was secretly popular and everyone harbored desires to be my friend, but was afraid that I would snub them. Rewriting history is fun.

Comments

[wildelamassu.livejournal.com]

Do you ever just not recognize the person? His biography will say he went to my high school, graduated in my year, and lived in my hometown--and his picture will be an anonymous void where no synapse dares to spark. My reaction to the facebook is a continual "...:D" and a niggling suspicion of early-onset Alzheimers.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Yes! That's exactly it!

And then you try to get clues by looking through their interests, and find yourself debating topics like 'Hmmm... he likes Dave Matthews Band. Who do I know who liked Dave Matthews Band? Besides EVERYONE."

[redshoeson.livejournal.com]

Not rewriting history if it's the truth. ^.~

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Hee. That's what I'm choosing to believe.