Oh, Facebook. How I love you. And yet, loathe you.

See, I like keeping up with my actual friends. The ones I know in real life, and the ones that I only know from the interwebs. (Oh, blogfriends. Blogfriends are good.)

However, people I knew in High School? Especially the people who didn’t talk to me for my last two years of High School? Yeah, I could skip them.

I could also skip the people from high school who only talk about their kids in their status updates. (Actually, I could skip all people who do that. It’s called maintaining your own identity. Try it sometime.)

Other things I don’t need to know:

• Your stance on vaccination. Mostly because if you are talking about it, you are anti-vaccination. Which, FYI? Polio = Bad.
  
• Your political opinion, if you insist on implying mine is stupid while telling stories of how someone mentioned Obama and it made you “giggle.” Especially if the reasons for your opinion are solely religious.*
  
• Actually, your religion. Sorry, don’t care.
  
• Also, how much you miss your boyfriend. Text that shit, don’t write it on his wall. Also, learn to survive three days without your boyfriend.
  

Mostly, if I don’t know you in real life, you’ve been put on my “Limited Profile” meaning you can see my basic info. No wall posts, no status updates, no pictures. Also, I’ve hidden you from my news feed. There are a few exceptions, people who I remember fondly or who’ve made witty comments on posts or are witty in their own posts.

But, for the most part, if I haven’t spoken to you in 16 years, I really have no need to do so now.

*This person was unfriended and subsequent friend requests were ignored. Look, you can have your own opinion, but when you start treating other people as stupid for their own, that’s not cool and it doesn’t make you look good.