Actually Mr Facebook Group, I think you'll find that in the chemical composition of a tear, there is no trace of 'feelings'; in fact this molecule has not yet been discovered and I assume you have mispronounced the name of some other molecule that is produced in the tear ducts of a human. It must not be very viscous if it makes up 99% of a tear.
Hello all, and welcome to my "let's make up for the sub-par standard of the last post" post. Hopefully I do not embarrass myself by presenting a post that still lacks anything interesting; I fear that it may be the case because now I am thinking about it. On that topic, there was a good 45 minutes between the last sentence and this one because I was thinking of something else interesting to say. With the opening paragraph and title of this post, the content could consist of a number of topics so I am deciding which one would be the least boring to read and the least boring to write about. As I think about which one would be more interesting, I realise that I have already lost interesting in writing the blog and so I must slap myself and move on with this post about feelings; Facebook feelings.
Let me share with you a story; a story of great heartbreak and of the collapse of the world's greatest love, the devastating downfall of the dynamic duo, the utter tragedy of the expiration of the most perfect, the most amazing, the most beautiful relationship in the history of the universe. That's how it was presented to me via Facebook anyway. These two young lovers were apparently born to be together and managed to have a long and joyous relationship, until they hit a speedbump; a speedbump of DOOM! Their relationship crumbled, and so did the young girl's Facebook dignity. Let's be honest here people; everybody thinks that their love is the greatest love in the world and that nobody understands how special it is, but I have some terrible news for you all. It isn't special, and you are not different; but my views on love are better saved for another time because I am a little bit ill and far too tired to rant about how all it does is cause pain until that short time in which you see hope, only to have it crushed once again. ANYWAY, so the young girl is the one that I have on my friend list, let's call her Rose for now, not that Rose reads my blog, but I feel better if I protect her identity. For the weeks leading up to, and the month or so after the break-up, the only things that were on my news feed were groups, fan pages, and status updates by Rose, all relating to the traumatic time in her life. To be fair, she obviously needed an outlet for her immense sorrow, but does this outlet have to be somewhere that is seen by everyone? If I was one of her close friends I would be more than happy to listen to her complain about her relationship and let her cry on my shoulder, but I am not one of her close friends. I spent one week with her on a camp and then barely kept contact with her aside from the 40 million statuses per day that I had to read about how sad her life is. I'm sorry but maybe posting two or three statuses over the week about being upset or having a bad day is tolerable, I'm sure I did it when my last relationship ended, but I don't need an update on your feelings every single minute; they cannot have changed that much.
To move away from the specific example of Rose, there are just a few names of Facebook groups that I have seen that I feel the need to share with you. The first is, of course, the title of this post. "A tear is mafe from 1% water and 99% feelings". A few more of these include: "having those moments where you miss everything that used to be", "(i) shou(l)d be (ove)r (you)", "I just wish you felt the same", "sometimes you get to the point where you just cant cry anymore", and "if I could go back and fix things I would". These groups, when joined in moderation, can be your way of trying to make your ex see how much they meant to you and to hold onto that tiny bit of hope in some form of reconciliation, but joining every single one of them just makes you look sad. It is the same issue as posting a status update with depressing song lyrics or a quote about how your life is over without your true love.
No matter how bad your break-up is, I garuntee that someone has it worse than you. No matter how perfect you thought your relationship was, someone else's was better. Thinking that you were meant to be, doesn't make you meant to be. This doesn't mean that you are not allowed to be upset, but it isn't necessary to let us all know that you are on the verge of a homocidal rampage because if you can't be loved, nobody can. My last boyfriend cheated on me on three separate occasions with three different girls, and is now regularly fucking one of them, and also fucking someone else. He cheated on me three times, I knew about the last one... the commerce camp whore as I like to call her, and he didn't know that I knew, I found out about the other two afterwards. Then I decided that it wasn't worth ruining our relationship over because I loved him so much so I didn't mention it, but I skipped two uni labs to go see him since I had not seen him in a week, and he dumped me while I was sitting on his couch and then I walked home. HE cheated on ME three times and then HE dumped ME. Yes I loved my boyfriend more than I have ever loved anything but that doesn't mean I loved him more than someone else loves their boyfriend, and yes I have never felt as depressed as I did when I got my arse dumped by the bastard, but that doesn't mean that other people in my situation did not feel just as terrible. When all of this happened, I remember posting one status about having a terrible day, and then that was it. No long statuses about how I wish I was dead, no updates every 10 minutes about how I felt like my life was meaningless, no song lyrics that perfectly outlined my awful moods. That doesn't mean that I didn't feel all those things, it just means that I didn't want to bore Facebook with my love life woes. A good friend of mine dated a lovely boy for three and a half years and they broke up 2 days before my last boyfriend and I did. A relationship lasting that long obviously involves SOME feelings, duh. Obviously that break-up would have been awful and terribly sad, but both of them managed to keep their sadness out of Facebook-land and in friend-land. I was happy to listen to what she had to say about the situation because she didn't plaster it all over the internet asking for sympathy. These are examples of what you SHOULD do with Facebook, although I am awware that I just posted it all over Blogspot, but for the purpose of an example; see the big idea people!
Ok, so enough about tolerating angry and depressing status udates. I have to say that there is something that I hate more that these life-hating statuses and that is the 'I'm so in love with my boyfriend slash girlfriend' statuses. This will be a brief section as I have been writing for too long already and even I want to kill myself reading this. Normally this gross lovey dovey crap is reserved for 13 year olds who have been dating for 2 weeks and think that they know what love is, but I was shocked to find out that it can extend to someone my age. This is an old example, but last year (year 12) he was dating someone 4 year younger than him (year 8) which I think is absolutely rediculous, I mean, does it even classify as a vagina at that age? I'm sure they were having lots of gross, illegal sex. Anyway, the point is, an 18 year old guy posting about how he can't live without his 'gorgeous baby girl' because he is 'so in love' with her after 2 weeks and one and a half clumsy sexual encounters, is just sad and I really do not want to know about it. I would rather see my news feed clogged with unfunny 'lol jks' groups than have it filled with these status updates.
So that is my rant for the day, hopefully it was more enjoyable than my last post that was just for something to do. Thanks for reading.
-Renji
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