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02/27/2005: "Facebook"
After never knowing what Shannon was babbling about, I have joined Facebook. The thing that convinced me was when Shannon said we don't have to go to our class reunions now because people only go to see what everyone looks like, and now we can see what everyone looks like on Facebook. She was kidding. I think.
From what I can discern, it's a time-sucking popularity game where you add people that you know to your profile. They're called "friends," but I feel pretty damn silly calling someone I haven't talked to since high school, and barely even talked to while in high school, a "friend." Maybe that's why so far I've only added Shannon and Amy to my list, and was surprised when a high school classmate added me to her list. This high school classmate also seems to have graduated from college at an accelerated pace and has gone onto the wonders of medical school, so she has all my respect and admiration. It's nice to see I'm not the only one who decided to get the hell out of undergrad when the opportunity presented itself and wasn't swayed by advisors saying, "But you get to slack off in college, you won't get to in the real world, take the entire four years!" I don't know what kind of people my advisors were used to meeting with, but I sure as hell never slacked off.
Except in Geology 100. And Torts. I'm starting to notice a pattern where slacking off equals a nice C+ on my report card. In my defense, I can't help it if the professor graduated from Horror High and lacks all ability to stimulate the class or do something other than tell us what he thinks the law should be, despite case law overwhelmingly to the contrary. The few times I went to Geo, it reminded me of Ferris Bueller. 300 people in the largest lecture hall on campus, and the prof would put up an overhead and read a sentence with one word missing. She'd want us to give her the word, and would start a 5-minute long silence punctuated every few seconds with, "Anyone? ... Anyone? ... Anyone?" I couldn't handle that, especially not at 9:30 in the morning.