I love social media. It’s directly catered to someone like me: moderately attractive, quirky one liners, constantly looking at cleavage not trying to get noticed. However I’m really particular about what I say on there, I have to provide some incentive to get to know me. I’m the same with text messaging, I have to provide some incentive to hang out with me. Nothing against either; they’re fun, convenient but *passes mic to Justin Timberlake* “Ayo I’m tired of using technology, I need you right here in front of me”. To be honest, communication has become a lost art. It’s not just technology, but people are so caught up reading statuses and tweets they forget that behind the computer or smartphone there’s an actual person they could be talking to.
For this reason, I don’t like texting very much. Sometimes we get caught up with words on a screen and I want you to remember that behind all these nice words and emojis, there’s a man. A man you can hang with, converse with, sleep with. Also I’m distracted easily, we can be engaged in great conversation but then I get a notification that someone just dropped a 7 letter word on my ass. tee tee why el. On another note if im fully engaged in text conversation, i’m going to text other people at the same time. I’m sure you’re probably doing the same thing as well. That’s the other reason I dislike texting, if I’m talking to you I want to feel as though I have your attention. Perhaps I do; but I can’t know for sure and I’m left to assume, and you know what they say about one who assumes, when you assume, you’re on a social network.
My Facebook, like my Ayo Technology reference, is very dated. I have the same profile I had in 2006 my Freshman year, back when Facebook was cool and my grandparents weren’t the first people to like my photos. There’s very little to go on there, a couple of pictures with exes, the timeline feature thankfully only shows snippets and my statuses are few and far between. In fact, “Miss” noted how drama free my Facebook was, she was disappointed.
My Twitter provides a little more insight. However, its mostly musings. I’m not one to say “oh its just Twitter”, because musings or not, they are still my words; I stand by them, I guarantee them, like Frank Lucas stands behind “Blue Magic”. When I do get personal it’s usually in a subliminal form, perhaps the pettiest yet hilarious way to talk about someone. However, many make the mistake of judging me from what I say on Twitter but essentially they’re getting cliff notes, to know me you’re going to have to read the book.
This blog has so far gotten personal, and so far its already backfired. Yes it’s only been 24 hours and “Safe” is biting in my behind. “Ms” stumbled upon the blog, actually I was just shamelessly promoting it on another site. Now she’s wants nothing to do with me, perplexing because there’s nothing I wrote that I hadn’t brought to her attention prior. Nonetheless I’m over it, well not actually but pride will not let me chase this woman again. It’s exhausting. Hopefully, when dust settles we can have a healthy conversation but probably won’t happen. Well That’s communication now, text rants, snooping, and lack of active listening.