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Facebook Friend?

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it happens to everyone, you get a random facebook friend request.  but why does it happen?  i just got a request from a guy and i’m not even sure if he really exists.  he lists his birthday: “march 10″…no year.  the only picture is the one for his profile.  all of his 39 friends are girls; no mutual friends.  and he’s from bloomfield, ct.  i have no idea who this guy is.  why does he think i will accept him?  and why does he want to be my friend?  i tried “asking zandar” but he kept saying “try again later,” so if someone else can solve this mystery you’ll be my new wizard friend.

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February 4, 2009 at 12:00 pm 1 comment

Total Opposites

I thought I was done with this whole blog scene, but I can’t hold this in any longer.  Yesterday I found out who one of my roommates will be in Nebraska.  I immediately told my cousin who will also be a roommate since she was at work….and she started her research right aka facebook.  And this is what she found:

A picture of her glady holding a dead deer with blood flowing out of its mouth.  Who put’s pictures like that on facebook?  It’s one thing to be a hunter, that I deal with as I have many in my family, but this is a whole nother level.  I couldn’t freak out fast enough.  My cousin kept investigating (since she friended her….this will be a theme of everyone we meet in Nebraska) and I didn’tand made a note of her interests: camping, fishing, boating, (and most obviously) hunting…I don’t think we could be more opposite. 

We sent the picture to family and friends.  The exact I got from my most recent roommate at PC was “FUCK.”  I guess she just said what we were all thinking. 

Eventually I had to leave for work and allowed my mind to think of other things for the next few hours until this morning when my mom asked about her.  She told me my aunt told her about her name, where she’s from, etc. , but all I kept saying was “yeah, but do you know?”…so I showed her.  My mom tried to stay reasonable, and asked what other pictures of her looked like.  But since I’m the way I am (not extremely friendly or stalkerish) I did not friend her on facebook, so I all I could go by was the little picture by her name in a search.  In which everything seems like something I can deal with. 

Then she tried to play if off differently, “what if she was your roommate at PC?”  But let’s be real, girls like that don’t go to PC or if they do I’ve never knew because they keep it a secret because they know it’s not socially acceptable.  And even my mom who’s been around hunting her entire life kept saying the same thing “but why would she put that picture on facebook?”….my point exactly.  But the best response of the day was from DC Hero: ” I think you’re going to learn a lot from living out there.”

As a contrast the first picture in my profile is me in a dress with all my friends as we are ready to go to a school function.  She probably would be freaking out if she saw my profile too…my interests include fashion, dancing, and britney.

August 5, 2008 at 8:00 am Leave a comment

Turning 22

When I was at work last night my coworker asked me, “Do you have a good fake id?”  To which I sadly replied, “No I have a real one.”

Last year when I turned 21 I was so depressed.  I refused to celebrate my birthday, didn’t take phone calls, and even went so far as to take the date off my facebook page.  To me, 21 was nothing new.  I had already had drinks and gotten drunk, so really nothing was changing; instead, it was more of a milestone that I wasn’t a kid anymore.  I was getting old! 

I can gladly say, I that crisis has passed and with my birthday coming up I want to plan something big to make up for last year.  But the problem is where to have it.  Everyone knows the best ideas are never planned and are spontaneous, but we do need a location to at least start at.  I’m thinking the beach but I do have issues with that.  The biggest being, I’m not a fan of sand sticking to you after you’ve been in the ocean.  But if it’s at the right time (later on), this might work.  Ugh, I think I remember why I hate birthday parties.

May 3, 2008 at 2:05 pm 3 comments


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