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Chronic The Hemphog's Journal of Random Shit.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Fucking Facebook [A cynical observation]
What is it these days about people that gets me so....dissappointed? There are some things. For one, we are all prone to like things with addictive properties. Second dissapointment is the media.
I dont know about you but facebook has a lot of my peers from this corner of the world (Western America) wound up in it. 53,248,312 People use Farmville actively. Theres A lot of wall post arguments and people reluctant to tell their news feed the lyrics of the song stuck in their head waiting for people to like it. People going to these ad-ridden sites to find quotes they "like". Its easier to like things other people made than to make something you like yourself.
I can see a connection now between all that nonsense, and these people in real life. Farmville has addictive properties. And by the way, every time you post your cow on your facebook wall, general mills gets money. More concerningly, Facebook is dumbing down the standards of communication, much like texting is. Hell, nobody can even so much as look each other in the eyes any more. Its insane. I decided im going to use my facebook account only as what it is; Contact with people whom otherwise I would not be able to contact. I am asking you to be open to suggestion to that one concept.
I dont know about you but facebook has a lot of my peers from this corner of the world (Western America) wound up in it. 53,248,312 People use Farmville actively. Theres A lot of wall post arguments and people reluctant to tell their news feed the lyrics of the song stuck in their head waiting for people to like it. People going to these ad-ridden sites to find quotes they "like". Its easier to like things other people made than to make something you like yourself.
I can see a connection now between all that nonsense, and these people in real life. Farmville has addictive properties. And by the way, every time you post your cow on your facebook wall, general mills gets money. More concerningly, Facebook is dumbing down the standards of communication, much like texting is. Hell, nobody can even so much as look each other in the eyes any more. Its insane. I decided im going to use my facebook account only as what it is; Contact with people whom otherwise I would not be able to contact. I am asking you to be open to suggestion to that one concept.
Friday, October 1, 2010
When you know dis nigguh smoked himself retarded.
We all remember those times. When you get so high you try to sit down but your already sitting down. Watching the Spanish channel at 2 am, and having brilliant conversations with yourself in your mind for what seems forever. It just warms me to hear these tales.
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