social networking.

i haven't wrote a blog in a while, so let us first take a moment to reflect about the life of "the king of pop" who had passed away sometime last week, michael jackson, and to thank him for such timeless classics such as p.y.t. and off the wall. but more importantly, to thank him for diverting the media's attention away from jon and kate, that asymmetrical porcupine hair-do son of a bitch. enough of your shenanigans, attention-whores; i can assure you that others knew you well because of the number of things that were plopped out of your vajayjay coincidentally rhymes with your name and you married an unfortunately ugly half-asian. so here's to you michael and farrah fawcet.

along the lines of attention-whores; social networking. i can successfully say that i am no longer a myspace-addict, however, had discovered facebook. when i first started using facebook, it seemed that it was designed exclusively for college students and that was a good thing. people in high school (and younger) shouldn't be allowed to have any one of these accounts; they see each other at lease five out of the seven days of the week. furthermore, they should utilize their cell phones, which have become more common place for twelve-year olds in recent years. then i have also noticed recently that facebook is becoming a hot commodity for the thirty and over age group, which is fine by me; until they start involuntarily displaying their newborn's life over the web. have you people not learned a thing from jon and kate that had been continuously airing on television?

so i had enough of it. i had enough of feeling pity for these children whose lives had been placed in jeopardy and inevitable harrassment. i had enough of aLtErNaTiNg LoWeR-uPPeR CaSe FoNtS aLoNg WiTh AcRoNyMs ThaT ArE sO "OmG." and i certainly had enough of people flooding my home page by taking such juvenile "what drug are you" quizzes and changing their statuses once every hour. i believe twitter is more appropriate for those of you who like to type something pessimistic towards life, missing your other half in your relationship, or a paragraph.