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Oh good grief.
Nov. 16th, 2008 10:45 amOkay. So... I kind of dislike Facebook at the best of times. After years of having an actual journal, I kind of don't see the point. You don't really post anything except status messages, and people can post on your wall, which half the time is stuff that would be better kept to a private email anyway, and people find you from all over the place that you'd really rather didn't. It's like virtual highschool.
So, this girl friends me and starts sending me a bunch of private messages. And I knew her in elementary and high school, and okay--fessing up here--I was horrible to her. Everyone was horrible to her. I spent my fair time being bullied, and she was the kid who even the bullied kids could pick on. Which sucks, and I'm not proud of it, but it's what happened. So, I friend her back 'cause hello, guilt. And I go reading through her old messages and stuff and nonsense and check her out.
Chick's a fundie. Serious, conservative, fundamentalist Pentecostal, "I am so disappointed that Obama got elected" fundie.
*headdesk* Yeah. We're gonna get along GREAT.
So, this girl friends me and starts sending me a bunch of private messages. And I knew her in elementary and high school, and okay--fessing up here--I was horrible to her. Everyone was horrible to her. I spent my fair time being bullied, and she was the kid who even the bullied kids could pick on. Which sucks, and I'm not proud of it, but it's what happened. So, I friend her back 'cause hello, guilt. And I go reading through her old messages and stuff and nonsense and check her out.
Chick's a fundie. Serious, conservative, fundamentalist Pentecostal, "I am so disappointed that Obama got elected" fundie.
*headdesk* Yeah. We're gonna get along GREAT.
