"OMG my mom's on Facebook" and other adult based social networking complaints.

I had one of these moment's today myself, looking through my newsfeed and seeing another post by another adult that I found slightly annoying to have floating about in the recent stories.

But after just a moment of thought I realized something:
I don't have to read their posts. It's not like I'm obligated to sit for five minutes staring at what they've said. It's Facebook.

I'm not even required to read what my friends post. I just choose to occasionally.

Besides, it's not like they've posted it just to annoy me.

Maybe it's interesting to their friends. It's something they cared enough about to post at the very least.

And at least the random things they post aren't just "OMG guess what.. I just brushed my teeth!"

I admit, this is a social network and is meant for pointless interactions, but twitter is for the updates about what you're doing every five minutes.

Anyway, back to the point.

It's their Facebook, they can do whatever they want.

Some people will most certainly be thinking, "But my mom is on Facebook. She's going to creep through my page and see everything!"

Well then, what do you have on Facebook that is so bad you don't want your mom/parent/other adult to see it?

Did you know there is a little magic button made just for people like you(or paranoid people like me) so you can hide posts from people you don't want to see them?

There's even a way you can put all the adults on your Facebook into one big list and block them all from seeing your posts by clicking the little gear on the box whenever you post something and adjusting the privacy for that post. Use what Facebook gives you if you're that worried. Or just maybe don't post pictures that you'd be ashamed for your mother to see?

"But what about the adults who comment annoying things and life lessons on my statuses?"

Again, magic button that hides things. Or maybe don't post things that would entice such a response from an adult? I mean really, they've generally got a reason for posting.

If they don't, then hey, maybe they are just obnoxious. There's a magic button for that too. "Remove friend."

But most of the time, it's just teenagers, not understanding that the adults in our lives mean well, and deciding to complain about it.

Blogs are for Self Expression.

Ya' know, people constantly complain about blogs.

Like posting your thoughts is wrong.

But blogs are for self expression.

Blogs are your thoughts and your words,

and I mean yeah, sometimes somebody may take something too far (Perez Hilton for instance),

but it's not like someone expects the entire world to sensationalize their blog.

If I want to post random depressing poetry, then dangit, I will post random depressing poetry.

You telling me not to isn't going to make me want to stop, or phase me at all honestly.

Imma do what I want to do, and you're not gonna change that.

If I want to complain about school, life, people, I will.

Events in life are consistently the inspiration for all sorts of things.

Movies, books, short stories, BLOG POSTS.

It's not like I'm going to be complaining about one specific person ever, leaving that on the internet forever for everyone to see.

They may very well just make me take a step back, look at things, and see that there are a lot of people with a similar trait that bugs the crap out of me.

And I'll talk about it.

Like jerk face car driver who gets closer to the sidewalk purposely just to splash water on pedestrians when it's raining.

That's something I would complain about. Because you see it constantly.

Not just because it happened one time and I want to victimize one person.

If you don't like it, or don't think it's nice, just stop complaining and stop reading the blog.

Or post your own blog complaining about it, I really don't care.

Because blogs are for self expression.

And we bloggers can do as we please.

Have a lovely day. :]

So...

Yeah, it's been a while. So I guess I'm blogging.. again? Though I don't know about what yet, so this should be oodles of fun....

I blame Nisha. She reminded me I had a blog by posting hers on Facebook, so this is inadvertently her fault.