Apparantly the first step to overcoming an addiction is to admit that you have one...well I admit it..I am completely addicted to Facebook. It's got to the point now where I struggle to remember how I spent my time pre-Facebook. Ok, so before that it was Myspace but yeah you get the picture!
When I think about it I'm not even really sure what I do on there. My dad often walks past and in a withering voice says "Becca, what is it you actually do on there?" I sit and think for a minute and generally the only response I can come up with is "not much, just looking". He says I'm a very strange girl. So I attempt to explain to him that it isnt just me, but millions of other people who waste their time on there too, but he just laughs and says they're strange too. He has a point. I'm not sure virtually poking someone, joining faux groups purely based on their amusing names or looking at friends photographs to see how much of a better weekend than you they had constitutes a productive use of time....usually an hour or four in my case. Even when unwell, with a raging temperature and a head that feels like its going to explode all over the keyboard, im still on sodding Facebook.
Its clearly replaced checking my mobile every 2 minutes to see if I've received a new message. I never have. Or at least when I do...its 02 telling me how I can get 10% back on my top ups. Well...whoopie fucking do. I hate those bastards at 02.
As it happens im starting to worry for my sanity. Facebook surely cannot go on forever and then what will I do? It migh even at some point be replaced by something even better. I cant imagine what...it will be like the Big Bang 2.
Im sad and clearly need some sort of medical intervention.
Friday, 6 February 2009
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