Updating The Status
(This post is for The Sparkler...who lives in hope of updates.)
For no real reason, I decided to check my Friendster account this afternoon. Back in 2003, Friendster was more addicting than crack. Nowadays, it's the site I check once in a blue moon and have to constantly remind to stop sending me stupid e-mail reminders about birthdays for people who I'm no longer friends with.
Upon perusing Friendster, which apparently has made itself a lot less anonymously stalkable since my last log-in (boooo), I realized that it was high time to update my profile. And as of 2:32 this afternoon, I was freshly single in Friendster Land. Although technically, my status changed in July.
A few years ago, Robert and Reena decided that they were officially an item when they simultaneously updated their Friendster profiles to indicate "In A Relationship." Conversely, I updated mine to put the final nail in the coffin and electronically beat the dead horse that was my relationship.
Then it hit me. Modern technology has made it a lot easier to distinguish where you stand in today's world. It's practically evolved into a grandiose and high tech high school; lame drama and all. Only a lot more passive-aggressive.
Hey, wait...is that even possible?
For no real reason, I decided to check my Friendster account this afternoon. Back in 2003, Friendster was more addicting than crack. Nowadays, it's the site I check once in a blue moon and have to constantly remind to stop sending me stupid e-mail reminders about birthdays for people who I'm no longer friends with.
Upon perusing Friendster, which apparently has made itself a lot less anonymously stalkable since my last log-in (boooo), I realized that it was high time to update my profile. And as of 2:32 this afternoon, I was freshly single in Friendster Land. Although technically, my status changed in July.
A few years ago, Robert and Reena decided that they were officially an item when they simultaneously updated their Friendster profiles to indicate "In A Relationship." Conversely, I updated mine to put the final nail in the coffin and electronically beat the dead horse that was my relationship.
Then it hit me. Modern technology has made it a lot easier to distinguish where you stand in today's world. It's practically evolved into a grandiose and high tech high school; lame drama and all. Only a lot more passive-aggressive.
Hey, wait...is that even possible?
posted by Eti at
2:33 PM
3 Comments:
I think all the internet is like high school to some extent. Maybe that reflects the average maturity level of the people who use it. Friendster, as you pointed out, is the high school social scene -- if you can't show you have cool friends, you at least need to show you have a lot of them. Match.com is the high school dating scene, because the only people you're interested in will inevitably ignore you. eBay is the internet equivalent of trading your cup of pudding for a packet of Oreos, and mp3 download sites are the kid with the huge music collection who'd always be happy to make you a tape.
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Nick, at 3:17 PM
Whew. You posted. I was getting real shaky there for a while. Thank goodness I missed the Friendster craze; I have long been in need of rehab for this blog stuff. Hey, isn't admitting you have a problem the first step?
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Paula, at 3:21 PM
As you may have heard, I have a bit of a nemesis. Pretending that I don't care about her Friendster profile was great and all, but the real satisfaction will be getting more friends than she has. One day...
By
Myasorubka, at 12:15 AM
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