El Ranto
I conformed, and got myself a myspace... ONLY because Stephanie Fajardo from Ohio (fresno), Kansas, nebraska...where-ever... I mean... I know she lives on a farm, but that's it... whatever.... but anyway, she said it was "fun" and "addictive". I have yet to experience either, but I did do my best to find people I know who use it too (through the schools thingy... soces). My myspace name is xkingofguamx... cause, I could remember it that way.
1st complaint: My 56k connection makes browsing myspace take days. Days. I am now 21 years old, thats how long it took me to look for people I knew.
2nd complaint: I can't hear anyones music... again a 56k connection problemo... its all choppy... and then I see comments about "Isn't this song great!" or "I piss my pants every time I hear this song!" and also "HOLY SHIT, I would kill my own mother just to hear this song again!" And then, when I try to listen to it its all.... -pause-...-one guitar chord- -pause- And then I'M like... this song isn't so great. Fuck this song. Fuck Myspace.
3rd complaint: I don't like how Tom is automatically my friend. Yeah, I know he invented myspace or some shit. I don't care. I use a toothbrush twice a day, that doesn't mean I want the inventor of the toothbrush all like "Yo Anthony... I invented the fucking toothbrush man! So I am AUTOMATICALLY on your friends list." Hey FUCK YOU!
4th complaint: Lot's of people (all of whom will remain nameless) Have myspace lay outs and backgrounds... designed to kill people. "Oh wow, I didn't know this person had a myspace... let me see it." -click- -Pictures are just thrown all over the damn place, bright fucking-indigo colors burn my retinas- "Oh,... my god... what the fuck is going on?" -faints-
5th complaint: I get friends request from a few people I don't know. I add them, because I'm not a myspace-snob. But... who the fuck... are you?
And finally: There is an option to look for "serious" relationships on myspace? Come on... no... noway. Get the fuck out of here! Serious? Like... you wanna get married to some person you met over the internet because they like the same underground alternative rock band as you? Kiss my ass. Kiss. My. Ass.
Kay, done now. Need sleep. Winter session final tomorrow+Work+movie... Spring semester starts monday... The last semester at Pierce...
And I guess I'll mention that, other than the fact that I'm going to be the best staff writer for the school paper (like, officially) I've been put on the Dean's list twice in a row. Once more And I get some presidential award. I'm to fucking good for this school. Ready to move on.
Super Bowl Sunday! My team isn't there... but I like routing for the underdog.
All the pros are picking Pittsburg, but I'm gonna swim against the current and pull for Seattle.
1st complaint: My 56k connection makes browsing myspace take days. Days. I am now 21 years old, thats how long it took me to look for people I knew.
2nd complaint: I can't hear anyones music... again a 56k connection problemo... its all choppy... and then I see comments about "Isn't this song great!" or "I piss my pants every time I hear this song!" and also "HOLY SHIT, I would kill my own mother just to hear this song again!" And then, when I try to listen to it its all.... -pause-...-one guitar chord- -pause- And then I'M like... this song isn't so great. Fuck this song. Fuck Myspace.
3rd complaint: I don't like how Tom is automatically my friend. Yeah, I know he invented myspace or some shit. I don't care. I use a toothbrush twice a day, that doesn't mean I want the inventor of the toothbrush all like "Yo Anthony... I invented the fucking toothbrush man! So I am AUTOMATICALLY on your friends list." Hey FUCK YOU!
4th complaint: Lot's of people (all of whom will remain nameless) Have myspace lay outs and backgrounds... designed to kill people. "Oh wow, I didn't know this person had a myspace... let me see it." -click- -Pictures are just thrown all over the damn place, bright fucking-indigo colors burn my retinas- "Oh,... my god... what the fuck is going on?" -faints-
5th complaint: I get friends request from a few people I don't know. I add them, because I'm not a myspace-snob. But... who the fuck... are you?
And finally: There is an option to look for "serious" relationships on myspace? Come on... no... noway. Get the fuck out of here! Serious? Like... you wanna get married to some person you met over the internet because they like the same underground alternative rock band as you? Kiss my ass. Kiss. My. Ass.
Kay, done now. Need sleep. Winter session final tomorrow+Work+movie... Spring semester starts monday... The last semester at Pierce...
And I guess I'll mention that, other than the fact that I'm going to be the best staff writer for the school paper (like, officially) I've been put on the Dean's list twice in a row. Once more And I get some presidential award. I'm to fucking good for this school. Ready to move on.
Super Bowl Sunday! My team isn't there... but I like routing for the underdog.
All the pros are picking Pittsburg, but I'm gonna swim against the current and pull for Seattle.