Sep 09, 2007 18:19
looking at my Friendster account, i am annoyed to see how many "friends" i have on that list. almost 520 people. of course, some of those on the list are groups, but even if you count them out, there would still be over 500 in there. considering i never accepted invites from complete strangers, this was still a dubious number. hindi naman ako artista noh. i don't think i ever did anything close to something that would "earn" me this much friends and very few people on my list were part of my *little black book* from that previous lifetime. so who are these people and where are they now? i went through my list and started deleting.
i deleted those who:
1. i never had a decent conversation lasting more than 5 minutes with.
2. i can't remember if i met in school or at work.
3. i can no longer remember the face of without looking at their pictures.
4. had double accounts in my list (i still don't get why people with 2 or more accounts invite the same people from their other accounts).
5. i know never give a shit about me anyway.
i am now left with 480+ friends. it feels nice and light for some reason, like those times when i used to delete people's numbers from my mobile phone (when i still had a mobile phone). like quality control of sorts. you know what they say, remove some and that gives you room for more. this makes me wonder who out there have removed me from their own friends list. i should give them props for making things easier for me. i remember a few years back, there was this guy from work who hit on me bigtime. unfortunately for him, i could only see him as "kuya material" and rejected him by saying "don't be funny." a few days later he took me off his list. maybe one of his conditions for deleting friends was "those who do not succomb to my swabe moves." he recently added me again. he is now married. good for him.
sometimes i wish it was this easy to delete people from real life. don't like your boss? delete. hate your co-worker? delete. find the person sitting beside you in the jeep stinky? delete. wish the pervert hitting on you would just disappear? delete. want to get rid of that hella awful date-from-hell? delete delete delete.
reboot. restart. refresh. restock. i wish.
shit. it's Monday again. here's to another week of dragging myself at work.
bitter-bitteran,
haaay buhay