Wednesday, June 10, 2009

FACEBOOK PROFILES.

This is all based solely on my experience, with the profiles that have come up in my area, but I've also read a lot of profiles from out of state. It's more of a social commentary and is not meant maliciously, but I will gladly accept hate mail. Enjoy~

10 Things I've learned about women on this site from creepily reading profiles for almost a year

1.) Women fucking love Halloween.

I mean they go fucking crazy for this holiday. Seven out of ten profiles probably have pictures of them from last Halloween. And I know this holiday just passed, so naturally they'll all show off their 'crazy and wacky' side of themselves. However, I remember looking at profiles in July/August, let's say, and there'd be a ton of pictures with captions "Me as **costume description** last Halloween."

2.) Women fall into two catagories: Bowie Fan or Morrissey Fan.

No joke. Test it. This statement is like birth control pills: works 99.9999% of the time. I told this to my friend who said it was bullshit. Next day he came back and told me that his hugely fanatic Morrissey fan wife had no idea who David Bowie even was. There's very little grey area with this statement, but it totally holds up to the test. I've asked a lot of girls at bars who they prefer more and, one way or the other, they always said that their least favorite half was 'listenable, but I'm not a fan.' It all stemmed from reading a kajillion profiles on here before I completely made this assessment.

3.) Women don't like to cry.

And they'll definitely mention it. They love to laugh and most certainly want a guy that'll make her laugh. You can bet your ass you'll see this in almost every profile.

4.) Women will always have 2 sides to them: The like to go out AND they like to stay in.

Again, read almost any profile. They love to go out on the town, but they also like to stay in and watch a movie or play a board game/read. Just to cover the two extremes and everything in between.

5.) Family and friends are important to women.

They're usually in the top four things of the six things you're asked that you can't live without.

6.) Women absolutely hate messages from douche bags.

It is so stated either as the very first item in their autobiography, or as the very last one in the 'Message Me If' section. But I'm still under the impression that douche bags either a.) don't know they're a douche bag (like myself, who can't control sending a picture of his penis to every profile he visits), much like crazy people don't think they're crazy, or b.) don't care and will message them anyway.

7.) Women hate writing about themselves.

A lot of them will aptly mention something along the lines of hating writing about themselves, or that they refuse to because a paragraph isn't enough to describe them, and if it is, that fact is depressing... which I kind of agree with.

8.) Women love taking personality tests.

Tons of girls out there in perfectly happy relationships/engagements/marriages are here to just take tests. No seriously. They'll say so directly in the profile.

=(This one's going to sound really bad, but I don't mean it the way it's going to sound, just an observation.

9.) 90% of African-American women write in all caps.

I don't really need to expand on this one, it's all there. And no, I'm not generalizing, I'm just calling it how it is.

10.) You can tell how much a woman knows guys when she, craftily, makes her cleavage the thumbnail of a picture and/or sets it as her default.

If you thought that this is a no-brainer, then you know guys. And, I mean, c'mon!

With that out of the way, here's some things I'm still confused by:

-Women who list themselves as 'bisexual,' but explicitly go on, in all capital letters AKA yelling, telling all men to not message them because they're looking for a woman only.

-Women who barely fill out a profile, but still seem to want guys to contact them. This is a dating site, right?

-Women who swear by the match percentage. "If we're not at least a 75% match, don't even bother!" I mean, c'mon, what if it's at 63%? S.O.L.?

I think that's all I've got for now, I know there's more in my head, but I'm tapped out for the moment. I'll write some more eventually.

Cheers~!

So I've read a ridiculous amount of profiles. I'm bored at home and I've been on this site for too many months and I've also given up being really active and <>. I just enjoy lurking on this site, because I'm a creepy fish.

Anyway, where I'm going with this is here: 8/10 profiles say something along the lines of 'I love to laugh'/'humor is important to me'/'blah blah blah'.
Now my question is: doesn't everybody?

I mean, have you ever met a person who has said anything even close to the opposite?"I love it when guys make me cry!""I live for depression."I don't know, to me that seems like a ridiculous and fairly redundant 'fact' about yourself to include. We all go out with friends and interact with people to have a good time, 99% of that is laughing with them.

Am I taking crazy pills?
Anyhaha, I need to go and re-read my own profile and make sure I didn't put something like that in and turn out to be the biggest hypocrite ever.

Toodles. (Holy crap, I've never used that word, is that how you even spell it?!)

Later,
Fyy

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

FACEBOOK "Awesomeness"

WARNING: THIS POST IS QUITE LONG. FOR THOSE WHO DO NOT HAVE THE BRAIN CAPACITY TO BRING IN AND STORE NEW INFORMATION, CLOSE THIS WINDOW NOW! HECK IT!

BEWARE ALEX, GO AWAY. DON’T READ ON.

Woman, relax and chill.
I kind of gave up scouting for new contacts here, cause no one seemed to like me anyway, or have anything to say about my posts -- So I went to a corner, slit my wrists, sat there and bled and wrote nursery-grade-worthy poems that rhyme in every line about how much life sucks and how sad and pitiful I am on the cyber.

No, not really.
But I did give up on checking back here for messages to reply to. I guess messages are like plants. If you go away for a while, give it the dutiful once-over every now and then, one day you'll be all like, WHOA, look how much it's grown! (in my case, in a million years).
Pfffffffftttttt!
But if you keep watering it, you'll -- well,, you will... umm. Well you can't really water a comment. Bur I always tended to water my plants too much when I was a kid, because they never did grow overnight into a beanstalk like my mom told me they would. And I knew they were supposed to, because the storybook SAID SO! She also told me plants need water to grow, so the very simple logic was that the more I watered them, the more they'd grow. Just like sponges! But all I ever got was mushy soil.

-- To this day, I'm convinced my mom gave me plain, normal beans to plant instead of magic ones, just to spite me. Kudos to her!

But back on track.

I suddenly have this urge to bitch and moan about the-somekind-world's-newest-greatest-invention right now. Freaking Facebook.

A LIST OF THINGS THAT ANNOY ME ABOUT FACEBOOK.
This is all based solely on my experience. It's more of a social commentary and is not meant maliciously, but I will gladly accept hate mail. Enjoy~

1. Invites to completely, utterly useless applications on Facebook.
No, I don't want to make online babies with my Facebook friends, I don't need a quiz to tell me what my "true eye colour" is because I can always get up on my ass and check in the mirror.
I don't want any form of Facebook secret surprise gift and I'm not interested in what type of fragrance(Issey Miyake), girlfriend(loving & funny as hell), kisser(slow and exploring),animal(eagle) turd I am. I can figure it out myself.

2. Getting spammed by invites to completely, utterly & useless applications on Facebook. The same ones which I have already rejected. Over a hundred times.
I am sick of having to spend hours deleting the same fucking invites from the same damn people all the damn bloody time (notice the emphasis). Against my will.
God, it's like Facebook rape.
It doesn't matter of you sent those two I-Fucking-Dentical invites a few days/hours/minutes/miliseconds apart. No means NO. Okay? Okayyy???
Now stop spamming me with invites -- don't you have something better to do with your life? Go spam your mother, for god's sake, she misses you, she doesn't know where you've been... okay? No MORE invites!

3. Facebook pokes...
Feeling the urge to poke someone is understandable.
Feeling the urge to poke someone (and re-poke, and go through all the profiles on Facebook methodically just to poke them all) ONLINE --
It just goes to show that once you think humans can't possibly get any stupider, they find a brilliant way of proving you wrong.
Try this the next time you go out -- go up to someone, stretch your fingers out so they mimic what they would like if you were typing on a keyboard. Point your forefinger, make a mouse-clicky sound and say "Poke!" But god forbid that you should actually poke them. Then inform them that you have Poked them, they will now be able to see your profile for a week, and Poke you back if they like you.
If you don't notice the weird look they give you before they rush to a phone to call the police, don't bother to read on. Please. You're too far gone to save. Just pick up the phone, call the nearest asylum and ask them to kindly pick you up. Don't forget to POKE them when they arrive.

4. ...and all the other useless applications that come with that trend.
I don't see what's so Super(note capital S) about a SuperPoke that lets you do things to your friends that... well, when it comes down to it -- aren't anything close to an actual, real life poke.
And for those people that have SuperPoke, PokePro, OfficePoke, SexyPoke, and (insert whatever here) Poke applications on their profile -- all at the same time --
What the hell?!
How many applications that do Poking do you need when you want to Poke someone? Unless, of course, you're hunting for an application that actually lets you do just what the fucking name suggests and JUST FUCKING POKE SOMEONE.
Good luck with that.

5. Popularity applications like Compare People, Circle of Trust, Hotness, Reputation, Social Profile and whatever-the-fuck-else-have-you.
Face it, guys.
If you were really popular/hot/sexy/abso-fucking-lutely amazing and wonderful, you wouldn't need Facebook to tell you that. If you were really popular/hot/etc., you'd have too little after all your after-school soirees to add any such applications on Facebook.
And if you really had a life in the first place, you wouldn't be on Facebook in the first place(laughs at myself).

6. The very kind of people who take it upon themselves as their civic duty to inform every single Facebook netizen that if they do not forward "this message" on to every other single Facebook netizen "before 12 midnight", "she" will come to you in your sleep and skin you alive and hang you up in your closet.
Thank you all for your kind concern.
If I remember right, I have accumulated about a year's worth of long-overdue visits from one young 12 year old girl who will suck out my soul, a few knife-and-axe wielding mystery men and countless vengeful ghosts with long black hair and red eyes -- who are all mad at me because I did not do their bidding and pass the message on.
I am sure that all those whom I did not annoy by NOT TAKING UP SO MUCH FUCKING SPACE ON THEIR WALL WITH A STUPID USELESS MESSAGE will come to my funeral to honor me after I have repeatedly been skinned alive/had my throat slit/been possesed/driven insane and killed myself/died in an unexplainable automobile accident.

7. Those people who place a picture on my Wall and tell me that if I click forward, "Summmthinnng reaaaalllly innnterrrestinggggg willlll happpppennn...!!~!! Jusssst clickkkk annnnddd seeee...!!!!!.
No, I won't. I'll pass.
Seriously, people?
I wonder if any of those idiots who follow the instructions will ever be disappointed enough at the ending to sue those idiots who posted that in the first place for fraud and wilful misleading.

8. "Hi my name is john i am from ******** and I want to friend with a prettylady such like you ha ha ha i are hope that your read this massage i am pilosofical and deep thiker you are beautyful i have never seen on earth beautiful flower of heaven before my email is ********* you will place a letter to me and I hope to hear soon"
Dear Johnny boy,
You must be a psychic, because even though you haven't seen me or any of my pictures before, you can tell me that my appearance is beautiful. That's very interesting. I'd like to ask if you could possibly also use your psychic powers to help me determine if I win the lottery next week.
I also hope that you will hear soon -- being deaf must be very difficult for you and I'm sorry for your condition.
Love,
Fyy.

9. Requests to join the "Here for absolutely nothing group just to be stupid and annoying hahahahaha aha ha" group.
Well.
You were stupid enough to start such a group. And you've succeeded in annoying me.
Congratulations on attaining your group's goal and your life ambition. Now that you have, kindly please fuck off and DIE.
Do the world a favor.

10. Facebook.
...'nuff said.
Why, oh WHY did I ever give in to the incessant email invites to start a profile there? Thank god, due to incessant knocks again on the walls because of freaking Facebook, I made a nice move by deleting it. Genius, Fyy.

signing off,
a-pissed-at-the-world fyy.

... (Poke.)
... (Sorry, but the post wouldn't be complete without it.)

&& For the love of mankind, I'm not done with bitching about this yet.
My post about the kind of profiles and pictures in Facebook will be up next.
Meanwhile, go have a Redbull and get high.

Later. Go figure.