Am I Done With Social Networks?

Earlier today, i was quitting Formspring based on some reasons. And now, i felt like i want to quit every of my social account, namely Facebook, Twitter and Tagged. I don't know why. Maybe i got bored already. It wasn't a rare moment for me to quit Facebook cause i done that back in early 2010. Back then, the reason was when one of my friend's brother commented my statement calling his sister with b*tch is rude and unacceptable. I understand that. Gosh, i would be pissed if someone called my brother b*tch too but here is the thing, i didn't really mean. It was just a teenager joke. You know, i'm-b*tch-she's-b*tch type of thing. Beside i am close friend to his sister. I was so down after that, that i decided to stop using Facebook for awhile and be back when i'm cool with all of it.

Call me drama king and selfish, but it is just sad that i can't be myself and be fun when people take it too seriously. I wasn't really mean it. If i really mean it, you'll know. Why can't i be a fun person? My life have been a drought season and for a moment i try to enjoy it, hurricane come. Maybe i'm using the wrong way to have fun. See, i'm blaming myself again. I can't pleased each and everyone of you. I'm not perfect. I'm not.

That was past (although it still leave a scar in my heart), so what about now? What's the reason? So, when one of my Facebook friend post a video of American Idol audition is his wall, i comment on it that the girl (who is auditioning) doesn't really qualified to go to Hollywood. It was just a simple and honest comment. Unfortunately, this friend of mine doesn't take it really well. I don't know what is wrong, this person start to be offensive about my comment. His comment does make me a lil bit on fire. I decided to silenced myself until the Hollywood week. The Hollywood week come and that girl (who is we are arguing about) doesn't make it to the third stage (eliminated on group stage). I was right. She doesn't have the star power. Her voice is unique but that was it. So, i commented to this person wall again about the matter that i am right. This person response? Very cruel and offensive. Come on! I think that would be the last time i will be concerned on everything that person posted. Of course i'm no one and wouldn't affected any of that person business.

After that, i think i should stop commenting on everyone post. Who knows that person will be so offensive and overprotected. Beside, my idea might be worthless to some people.

Twitter. I followed a lot of people, more than 1300 in fact. I don't mind if they decided to not following me back. That wasn't the problem. Problem is that i always tweet to their tweets and sometime they didn't reply back (and they are not even a celebrity). Am i that annoying? It does make me the one who is chasing so hard while they didn't even care. I look stupid in Twitter. But here is the thing, i have quite a good friends in Twitter too. Can't afford to lose them. I'm torn.

Maybe i could try to quit using my social account for a week and see how it goes.

p/s : Password? Title of one the song in my weekly chart.

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