I admit it. I'm addicted to Facebook. I went from being a MySpace junkie and grew up into the adult world of Facebook.
I've compiled more friends than I know what to do with and find myself posting comment after comment on their photos. I write on their wall... I snoop into their lives. I relish every minute of this new method to keep tabs on everyone...Whats next? Twitter? LinkedIn? How many different methods can I use to watch the real-time reality show called my "top 100?"
I have found people I haven't talked to for years. Friends that I knew in ELEMENTARY SCHOOL. I do lament, however, that Zach VanMeter, my 3rd grade boyfriend and the one who taught me strip poker (a story for another day and get yer mind out of the gutter...we were 8 years old...) is not to be found. I'd love to see what he grew up to look like...whether he kept his wavy blond locks...who he chose (if he chose) to marry...is she anything like ME?
I mean, really, I was the start of his love career...we lasted on and off for both 3rd and 4th grade. - thats big time for gradeschool. During our off times I was BF/GF with his best friend David and Zack was BF/GF with my best friend Kristi. I even have a card he sent me when we moved away that lists all the ways he loved me...signed in his 4th grade scrawl.
But I digress...and digress even more as I realized I'd never even searched for David or Kristi on Facebook.
I'm back...David is not, but his SISTER is. And Kristi IS THERE. My excitement can hardly be contained. I moved away at age 10...that means its been 25 YEARS since I last spoke to her.
Is it weird to reconnect with a friend from 25 years ago? Will she remember me? Does she think as fondly of me as I do of her?
Do you see? Do you see what Facebook has started?
PS...I just found MR WOOD...my 4th grade teacher. He was the BEST. He kept rattlesnakes and boa constrictors in our classroom and (if you can believe it) we all vied for the opportunity to go snake and lizard hunting with him. I went once...he searched for snakes and it was my job to search for lizards to feed the snakes. Aaaaah...for the days way back when...can you imagine a teacher getting permission to do THAT now?