Facebook

I am a bad facebook user.
According to a bunch of articles on AOL.
But I agree.
I'm not the best facebook friend.
I don't like checking my facebook.
When I do, I don't go past my homepage.
I don't comment on pictures or try to be nice.
According to AOL people, etiquette dictates that you need to write to your friends cute little wall posts.
Once in a while.
PROBLEM: I hate the wall.
It makes me feel naked.
Thus, I only leave cute (hopefully!) messages when obliged.
Either that or I'm having an extremely Internet friendly day.
I don't comment photos either.
Unless I HAVE to to not die.
And the pictures show up on my home page.
I have only facebook stalked once.
I did not like it.
AT ALL.
Never again.
Yes, I did just admit that I facebook stalked.
Shameful but part of a complete facebook experience.
The only thing I like about Facebook is the messages.
It's like e-mail.
Except people respond very quickly.
Since they check facebook, or fb as it is known, 24/7.
Or at least more often than e-mail.
I haven't changed my profile picture in a while.
I don't even remember when was the last time.
You heard it like this.
Smoke something, drink something, get ripped.
It made me think of that song, the phrase "when was the last time".
I HAD to.
So, I haven't changed my profile picture.
Neither will I do something about it anytime soon.
I still look like that.
So why should I?
I don't update my status.
The last status update was probably about some soccer team winning or losing.
My About Me section has only one thing: Thierry Henry <3.
He's this amazing soccer French guy.
I would marry him.
If he would accept.
No lie.
I haven't uploaded pictures in a long time.
I wanted to delete all of the ones I have on.
But it would be annoying to do.
So I just left them there.
QUESTION: why do I still have a facebook?
Because I am a conformist.
Yes, yes I am.
Bad.
But True.
I admit.
So good.
I need facebook for the once in three months time.
When my friends, message me or wall me or something.
So I can respond.
And talk to them.
Share a sweet little moment.
A moment of happiness.