Facebook.
It seems like it's taken over the function of other Internet applications such as the Windows Live Messenger, Yahoo Messenger and AIM. Yes, I do have all three of the mentioned messengers.
Why so many, some may asked me. Well, my university friends adores Yahoo Messenger better than other messengers. Besides YM works on slow connection compared to Windows Live that goes haywire when you're on a slow F' up connection. AIM, is because of well I don't really know why I actually had them.
Probably I thought it was a cool idea of having it back then.
Anyway, back to Facebook.
I seldom get online on any of my messenger lately after the evolution of Facebook. Because, I think everything you need to know about your friend is in Facebook. It does all the little spying job for you without even saying Hi or Hello, how are you doing?
Besides connecting friends, spying on them and getting attention my loved ones couldn't give me with Facebook, I used Facebook for other reasons as well. To lashed out my emotions on a bad day, connect with my faithful blog readers and also smothering my loved one's walls if they decided to turn off their handphones.
Okay, I might be a little exaggerating on the last sentence.
Today I received a comment from a primary school friend after wishing her Happy Birthday on her wall.
MWW: Thanks Azrin!!.. love your status-es by the way.
EA: You're welcome..haha..whats there to love about it anyway?
MWW: I dunno.. just very nice to read and so much meaning and depth to it.. ;)
It's funny when someone said my status updates are very nice to read.
Because sometimes I do get this kind of messages in my inbox :
"I know you're talking about me on your status"
"I know it's about me.."
"Why don't you just pee on my wall?"
Yes, I do received hate-mail just because of my status update.
It is funny, well more of hilarious actually because sometimes my status update are quoted off from a song, movie or anything that crossed my mind or eyes that particular day. Sometimes it wasn't meant for anyone nor about me as well. Sometimes it was posted as a self reminder for me, but the next day when I come online, I was left to read with debates between my friends of what I posted.
Apparently my words seems to touched people's hearts.
Sidenotes:
Even this blog gets hate-mail / hate comments as well.
Tee-hee.
