Sep 18, 2012

Creeping

I hate realizing mid-creep that I happen to be creeping. At this point, I'm referring to facebook stalking... but I suppose it works across the board for creepers everywhere. 

Anyways,
So I discover once I am on picture 32 out of 75 that I have been sitting, staring at my screen and an alarmingly large amount of pictures of one particular persons face-- it doesn't even have to be a person I like, honestly. I just get sucked in and don't even realize that I've been mindlessly thumbing through their photo albums. And then I get to a point that I would really love to comment on an old picture or like someone else's comment on that same picture and I find myself thinking

"Oh. But then they'll know I'm creeping.... Best remain anonymous." 

And I continue looking through a couple more pictures silently before being overwhelmed by my feeling of discomfort... It feels almost like spying. But it isn't, cause it's public? 

Facebook is weird. I like it, but it's doing weird things to our generation...

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