A bad photo posted, an inappropriate message sent, a status containing enough spelling/grammar errors to bring my high school English teacher to tears; we’ve all been there during a big night out while in a state of total inebriation. Or should I say the morning after, when a simple scroll through the inbox reveals several messages containing slightly embarrassing content that probably seemed like a good idea at the time, but the individual has no recollection of in current times. Or the 15 Facebook notifications, waiting to be attended to. Fifteen Facebook notifications? Gee, I’m popular today. But wait, I haven’t even put anything on Facebook for the last week. Six misspelt statuses and four blurry, low quality, yet still extremely unflattering photos prove otherwise.
Recently, I returned from spending ten days overseas. During this time, I had no internet, no phone reception and at times, no electricity, meaning that yes (shudder), I was without unlimited access to Facebook. And guess what? This may come as a surprise to some of you, but I survived! Quite happily, I might add.
Choosing a profile picture is no easy task. We want something that actually represents us as people, right? I mean, just because you like your new kitten doesn’t mean you’d make your profile pic one of it, or even one of you two together. In fact, definitely not one of you and a cat; people will probably think that you’ll grow up to be a crazy cat woman, if you’re not one already. Unless, of course, that’s the look you’re going for.
The next time you have an issue or something confronting to say to someone, do yourself a favor and say it to their face. I promise it will be more effective, even if the method is like, so ancient.
My uncle uses online dating sites and us nieces are always the first to bombard him with questions, wanting all the juicy details. After his last date, the first thing he said was “she didn’t even look like her photo!” This made me think about all of our online profiles and how my uncle actually had a point (even if he is 33 going on 18). This is often the case when it comes to Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and any other website that requires us to provide a profile or display picture. We choose a picture that reflects us in the best way possible. Even more than that, we choose to display only information that presents us in the way we want to be presented.
There are some things that just shouldn’t be shared online. Surely love is something too personal to be posted alongside ‘Bad Luck Brian’ posts and Taylor Swift goat videos. Austin Carr’s interview on May 6 with Google’s Eric Schmidt brings up an interesting point: the Internet lacks a delete button. Data is constantly being collected about us online and, should we continue to use the Internet, there’s not much we can do about it. I believe that this only reinforces my belief that we should all be extremely cautious about the things we post on the net.
The key to Facebook’s popularity is its ease of use. It makes communicating easy. We can easily share thoughts, ideas and photos with all of our friends and family members, wherever we are and, more importantly, whenever we need to. The same goes when it comes to schoolwork. I have personally used the social media site for my studies in both high school and university.
Teenagers aren’t the only ones who have flocked to Facebook. The generation before us, our parents, have also turned to the social media great for communication, games and, of course, a bit of online stalking. With easy access to all of these things in one place, it is no surprise that our parents have joined the site; after all, they are people too. However, one question remains: is Facebook big enough for all of us?
The meaning of the term “friend” has changed. On Facebook, we are almost as intimate with our enemies as we are our friends. We share statuses, photos and check-ins. We observe comments and tags and passing thoughts. We ultimately keep track of their day-to-day life in the same manner as we keep up-to-date with the lives of our friends, at least to the extent of our Facebook interactions. The only difference is we can’t comment on their photos or statuses or check-ins because nobody wants to be accused of Facebook stalking!
Are mothers the biggest keyboard warriors? A recent Facebook incident has me thinking that they just might be. There’s no denying that a child’s number one ally is their mother, and in this crazy world we certainly need someone to stand by us through everything, but getting involved in Facebook fights? For me, that’s not just crossing the line; it’s bounding over it and setting up camp on the other side.