my life has been the poem I would have writ, but I could not both live and utter it - henry david thoreau

05 June 2009

unfriend(ed)


'people change and forget to tell each other'. that's sad. now let's try 'your friend 'unfriends' you on facebook or friendster'. mean? cowardly? immature? or being down right true? what's the point in keeping you in her 'friends' list when you've stopped being friends. i don't just friend anybody in my facebook. i'm more liberal with my friendster for reasons i do not know. but this i'm certain, i realized i am not social enough for all these social networking sites. i still censor my thoughts and i could only express my deepest feelings in my private journal. and there are periods when i just withdraw. but before i wander off, let's go back to the seat where my friend once had been. to say that it left a gaping hole in my life would be an exaggeration. and i'm an advocate of truth in advertising. but being unfriended left me quite baffled. it's like burning a bridge if there was one there to start with. then what happens when you become friends again? you send a friend invite maybe? blogger is tired and still clueless so maybe it's better that blogger sayeth none for now.

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