I have been growing increasingly annoyed by the 'status' tool on Facebook. Possibly because there is now a sidebar that updates you every time one of your friends changes their status.
Let's bear in mind that a large amount of people on my Facebook are not, in fact,my friends. They are all people I know, all people I have met, in fact, but that does not mean that I am friends with them. They are merely acquaintances. Thusly, I do NOT wish to know whether or not they are 'having a great time in Australia but are upset because the seal trip was cancelled'. Nor do I wish to know that someone is planning a romantic meal for two. especially when that person is a lizard-face bitch who never handed an assignment in on time at uni (on a JOURNALISM course - a profession known for the importance of DEADLINES?) and still passed with the same grade as me.
Even updates about my true friends can get a little tiresome. For example, I don't really want to know my cousin's baby is 'jumping around'. That's the other thing that gets to me - it's like she's the only person in the world who has ever been pregnant ever. Pictures of her bump. Drawing attention to the fact that she's pregnant by refusing to eat anything but apples. Typically, she's the perfect granddaughter in the family - first to get married, has a medical degree and is good at doing things like crafty cards and metal work. I, however, am somewhat of a disappointment. I've had way too many boyfriends in the last four years, all of them called Mark, I've got a British accent and I'm untidy (I prefer to call it creative but that's essentially what it is). Never mind that I've got a degree in Journalism, I'm extremely well-read and I'm up to date on political affairs and that I have my own opinions, no, that simply doesn't cut it with my extended family. Women (well, women/girls my age anyway) are meant to supply beer, help around the house and not express a political view on anything, according to my uncle, anyway.
But I'm moaning for no reason, really. I've got a fantastic family, who have always listened to what I have to say, encouraged me to argue and question, and are incredibly supportive in whatever I want to do.
Back to Facebook. I also really hate when people upload their amazing photos of traveling because it just makes me jealous and bitter. And then when they have the audacity to complain about things, like being stuck in a bus station in a tropical country. Being stuck in a bus station in Leeds would be excusable. But Brazil? Shut up already.
