



Ok, if you've been missing the random rants, here comes one for ya.
Why do people ask to be your friends on Facebook that you don't really talk to AND NEVER HAVE? What is the deal with high school people who never gave you the time of day wanting to be your new friend? Is it a contest to see who can have the most friends? Are they that bored? And why is it that the only people who Austin never knew in high school that want to be his facebook friends are girls? Do they not notice the pictures of his KID and the little thingy on the side of the page that says he's MARRIED? Sigh. I left Myspace for facebook, and I'm not convinced that either is that great yet.
And why do I watch American Idol ? I don't vote. I get annoyed with the little singers who throw tantrums and thank America all day. Hmmm.
Anyone know the answers?
Have to go. Someone is calling me! (Marshall . . . of course!)
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