Some things in life never change…. ah, cliche! But it’s true.
What I’m about to talk about here in this blog is something so embarrassing that I will probably regret revealing it some day. Or tomorrow. Either one.
It’s a part of my past that I’ve managed to bury in such a way that it has gone undiscovered for some time….
until tonight.
that is my old myspace.
Tonight I found myself curled up in the Great Room of the sorority house with Christina. It started out harmless enough. A little facebook creepin’ here and there… just to check up on everyone.
That was when it happened.
One thing led to another and before I knew it my myspace profile was up for the world to see. After we drug Katie, the innocent bystander, into the mix, things began going downhill, FAST.
To reference my first cliche line, there are some things that I’ve observed in social media that never seem to change…
let’s think back:
That satisfied feeling of typing out what you did on Wednesday, and posting it to you xanga account and getting at least six comments
(I’m pretty sure six was my max. Maybe I just wasn’t too popular. I deleted that account a long time ago, thank goodness!)
The satisfied feeling of changing the layout on your myspace and getting comments about it.
Then seeing your ex-best-friend the next day with the EXACT same striped layout in a different color scheme… the nerve.
Or what about when you were the rebel, and you were never going to get a facebook.
Or maybe you liked facebook before it was cool?
Don’t even get me started on people with Twitter accounts….
omg my blog got like, 120 views.
Yeah, it’s pretty much not changed at all.. We’re all guilty of it. The fact that I am posting a BLOG about the ridiculous things that we, as young adults, do post online for the world to see makes me guilty of it. Some of us are just worse than others.
Mostly, it’s just funny to go back and see the things that were a big deal in your life then… because Lord knows you posted about it. And it’s strange to think about what will be a big deal when I’m, say, 24? Will I post about it on facebook. Will I be all snooty with my linkedin profile? Will I look back at this blog and be like, “what a dork.”
It’s good to go back and creep all of my friends and see that they were equally ridiculous with their myspace profiles. My “about me” section is so “deep” that you would think I battled the odds for survival over the years, helping out others only to be stepped on along the way. I’m not even sure who I was trying to convince… My friends were equally lame, though… What a relief!
If you want to waste countless hours, track down your old social media site profiles. It’s a great feeling. And please, I beg you, let’s bring xanga back!
Also, for a good laugh, here’s my “about me” for myspace.
I’m so ashamed.
always,
Chaney