I sit here now, half-way through college, looking at my collection of friends gathered. I know more than 500 of you don’t care to talk to me, or be involved with my life, but a part of me still feels the need to hold onto you; this feeling must be mutual since you’ve also kept me a friend. Why?
I sit here, deleting lost acquaintances and friends. Others I hardly know anymore I keep just to ease the awkwardness of ever being in a situation where we communicate again. It’s like I’m hording relationships, and keeping memories alive through a simple technological connection.
How sad it is that this network determines our friendships. We don’t become “official” until we’re added to a silly profile that’s fancied up to how we want others to perceive us. And after we’re added, we barely communicate with the exception of the random “likes” here and then.
I can’t wait for the day I can safely delete more than half of you friends and cut of all ties with my past. My life feels cluttered with the 600 of you, but I can’t bring myself to permanently erase everyone.
So for now, HELLO friends and welcome to my 20yr old life. Enjoy stalking me while you can. The summer I graduate, most of you will be permanently disconnected for ever. And I am content with that.