Memories from Myspace (Part 2/3)
Overnight, I had become a myspace addict. It was that easy and that difficult. Checking my myspace account actually took precedence over checking my email accounts, which I already checked like a hundred times a day. I found myself adding people to my “friends list” who I didn’t even really talk to throughout high school/college that much. I even added bands that I listened to. I would sit down at the computer promising myself that I would only check my account to see if there were any new comments or messages. It should only take a few seconds, I believed. But somehow, the time slipped by and four hours later, I was commenting back and forth with my friend Maria about how I needed to change my web page design
layout.
I would upload pictures of myself with friends but I was always careful. My profile was set to “private,” which meant that you had to be on my “friends list” to view it. Unlike a lot of my friends who would pepper their pages with personal information about themselves such as where they were born, cell phone numbers, addresses and the names of their family members and animals, I included none of this. I didn’t even give details as to where I worked. The only thing my friends knew about me was my name, age, hometown and fire sign. It felt good to receive comments and messages from all of my friends. As I became more and more addicted, I found myself beginning to recruit other people to join the social network of computer addicts. I even got my brother (who is pretty much anti-computers) to join…which is another story in itself….
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