Online Social Networks Suck!!!!

Have you ever suffered an addiction or obsession of some sort?
Have you ever felt like you had exhausted your brain thinking of one thing over and over it made you dizzy?
Have you ever fallen so deeply into depression after you realised you have become someone you despise?

I dont know about you, but I have. All in the name of online social networks! My experience with Bebo, Facebook, Hi-5 and My Space was so painfully disorienting I don't ever want to go through it again. Belonging to any one of the social networks gave me all the reasons to be pathetically miserable. Within a few months of joining Facebook, I became someone I did not like very much.

Thi is what usually happens before one joins the diseased chain of social networks; one of your friends emails you an invite for either Facebook or Hi-5.... or any of the above mentioned networks.
You hesitate a bit, but then you say what the hell...BIG MISTAKE!

At first you do not log in every day. Just because you still are not so familiar with how it works. Then slowly you get to learn. Its like a malignant tumour. It grows very gradually but spreads rapidly and kills you in the end. An Online Social Network addiction tackles your life in more or less the same manner. At first its a like a hobby. Then the hobby turns into a sick addiction, and later a deadly disease.

Upon joining, you only have one or two friends on your list. But in less than a month the number rises to fifty or double that. You search for your ex boyfriend/girlfriend, your lost best friend from college/high school, that boy/girl who bullied you relentlessly at one particular time of your chikdhood , that boy/girl you had a serious crush on, your lost cousins....etc
You start judging your popularity by the number of friends you have on your friends' list. You think the more friends you have, the cooler and more popular you are. Seeing your worst enemy has more friends than you have, you start asking every Jack and Tom for friendship.
Your addiction is at its sickest point when you start carrying your camera where ever you go with an aim of taking pictures that you can post on these wretched networks. Once the photos are uploaded,you start acting as if everyone on your friend's list owes you a flattering comment.
Suddenly your whole life is all about Facebook or Hi-5 or Bebo. The addiction haunts your dreams and controls your moods. Its just notoriously pathetic!
Soon you are no longer just addicted. You are diseased! In a twitch of an eye the addiction has become a disease which is negatively affecting your everyday life. You are always late for work, you are forever scorching pots, nothing seems more interesting than stalking ordinary citizens of planet facebook.
Before you know it, you have mutated into a crazy an online alien. The transformation back into human is almost impossible after this happens.

Do not let Online Social Networks control your lives. Once you realise your life is being affected negatively, its time to call it quits!

Farewell Jade Goody!

When I first heard Jade Goody, whom I had labelled 'drama queen', had the big C, I did not want to believe it. I was in absolute denial.

I fervently prayed to God her illness should be one of her dramatically attention-seeking pranks and not reality. The thought of her dying and leaving her two precious boys behind gave me serious nightmares.

Being a mother of two little boys myself, I felt her panic and pain. A few times I have been down with a cold or something, I've literally broken down and cried finding it totally impossible to give my boys the best care whilst in pain. And any thought of me kicking the bucket and leaving these little creatures behind is just inconceivable. I can not even begin to depict how Jade must have felt when she found out that not only had she the brutal C, but also that chances of her defeating it were not that promising....

Devastation is not the right word!

I sincerely admire her courage and resilience. She didn't give up the fight. Even when she knew the odds were mercilessly against her chances of recovery, she didn't quit. I admire the strength and hope she showed she still possessed love till the very end. It was all for the people she loved.

Jade Goody might have been a lot of things I did not fancy, but she surely gave everyone of us a great example of courage and hope in a hopeless situation.
And she definitely will forever remain an inspiration to all young women and mothers of earth.

RIP Jade!

Finally

I have always known I had a certain incurable malady somewhere deep in me - a scribbling malady. But accepting it just has never felt right till now. "I have a critical scribbling condition that needs an intensified treatment!"
Being enormously emotional and overdramatic, I have found Pens, papers, keyboards and typewriters much more appealing, comforting and patient than a willing listener or a broad shoulder to cry on.
Somehow extruding my erratic emotions into a pen, onto paper or keyboard is a much easier job than having to yap them out.

I just want to scribble; even stuff that sounds crazy - stuff that does not make sense... I just wanna scribble till my soul feels feeble!
I admit I do not really have any experience or writing qualifications. What I have is an intrinsic passion for words.
Maybe I suck real bad at it, maybe my spellings and grammar are a little bit disabled, but that will never stop me! Ever!!

Finally, this scribbling demon in me has been let loose. unleashed and out to destroy! Watch this space!!!