I'm an addict
I admit. I do plead guilty to being a Friendster addict.
I love updating my profile every now and then as I'm very sincere and thoughtful in letting the whole world know the latest about me.
I love uploading new, vain photos of mine, however insanely weird or outrageously "so-not-me" (as, some of the time, it's not really me, but just a celebrity I was once likened to).
I love pestering my poor friends whose Friendster e-mail notification hasn't been set to "no e-mail updates" with the almost daily Friendster blog entries of mine that range from the dangerously-flaunting-my-dirty-laundry-in-public-statements to the cryptic-and-mushy-declarations-of-love-for-a-clueless-lover.
I love posting shout-outs just to quench the thirst of the histrionic in me.
I love answering surveys in the bulletin boards.
I love lurking into the accounts of those in my friend list just to get the latest scoop about, uhmm, let's say, an erstwhile-friend-now-enemy that I never dare delete from my account just for the pathetic reason of not wanting to decrease the number of friends I have online. Or how about the relationship status of that ex or pseudo ex of mine who may or may not be in my list? Still single? *chances, then looks at the stars* In a relationship? *boohoo, tissue please*
Whatever happens, even as I do start to have multiple facets in my MySpace, Yahoo 360, Multiply, Hi5 accounts, I know I will always go back to Friendster. No amount of withdrawal stages or phases will ever convince me to become a Friendster-free individual or at least, a former Friendster addict.
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