Friendster yet again.
Just yesterday, I was asked if I (still) use Friendster by one of my cousins during her quest to my house to get more red packets. Naturally I answered nonchalantly with a “no” and at the same time giving the “who the hell still uses Friendster nowadays” look that probably dissed her bad. So bad she couldn’t be bothered talking to me for the rest of the day. No, I kid.
Anyway, I guess today I’ll have to eat my own words because there was this sudden urge to add friends into the account I had created for viewing pleasure of other people’s profiles. So I submitted to my inner soul’s calling and started putting up some text on my profile and began mass-adding lots of old-school friends who I have not contacted for eons (read: 5 years minimum and maximum of 9 years [gasps!]), and then some miscellaneous dudes that I could think of. If you are not invited then you probably suck eggs so I couldn’t be bothered. I kid again, it’s probably just my memory, or the lack thereof.
For first-timer, I tried my luck with 18 26 primary-/secondary-school personnels after scouring through tons of accounts. I wouldn’t be surprised if their reactions (even some of the closer ones) upon my pending friend request is “WTF? Who the hell is this?”. Well, at least I’m making an effort to keep up with the lost friends, after finally accepting the fact that I’ve been focusing too much of my sole priority on the wrong things in life.
That said, I can’t recall how many times I’d attempted starting a Friendster account after forgetting what my password is a couple of times (the previous time, I’ve forgotten the password to my e-mail so I couldn’t retrieve the password[what a loser! yea I know]). Let’s hope that this would be the last account; pray for me when you have the time because I’ve been informed by a higher authority that God kills a kitten everytime I recreate one.
This time I’m not kidding.