Random Thinkage

I thought for a minute today about deleting my Facebook account - not now, but the possibility of deleting it at some point - and thought about all the people currently on it who dont even use it. Some people are never on it and wonder why they even have it. Kinda like me with Twitter LOL. But I got to thinking....

Facebook is one of those things that if you just "have it" or you have a bunch of people on your friends list, who you knew in high school but never communicate with, or you never play any games or participate in any conversations, you wont get anything out of it. It's kinda like college in that way. If you dont join some clubs or play a sport or participate in a show or two, you arent gonna have the experience that you hear other people talking about. Hell, I did all those things and I didnt have that experience, but then, I feel like I went to the wrong school, so that's neither here nor there. It wasnt that hard to be a hot commodity at my college - there was a disproportionate number of black students to begin with, then you take away those that were assholes, whores, or just plain unattractive and there were only a few of us left to pine over LOL.

"Pine over" was the actual phrase I thought in my head, and that led me to think about this kid I kicked it with when I was a sophomore.

He went to one of our sister colleges but was always on our campus because he was an Alpha and the Alphas tended to throw all the parties. I remember watching him step and thinking he was so sexy. I "pined over" him for a long time before we actually started kickin it. I dont even remember how it happened. The one thing that came to mind was me going back to his campus and spending the night at his apartment after a party one night. He asked me a couple times before I agreed to go, reiterating that I had no intention of having sex with him and he still insisted I should go. Fine, I'll go. In my naivete, I didnt realize he persisted because he thought he would be able to change my mind.

I only vaguely remember there being any kind of intimacy. What I remember vividly is him lying on one side of the bed, back turned to me, pouting in sleep because I really didnt give him any, and me staring up at the ceiling til the sun came up, mad that I let him talk me into going, believing that he was really gonna be okay with me not giving him any. He brought me back to my campus the next day and he threw me mad shade after that. Im talking about straight asshole steez, blowing me off, half-speaking, that typa shit. I was like really? LOL

I was only like 18 at the time and he was 22 or 23, which in retrospect is kind of a big deal in experience years - especially MY experience, which was incredibly lacking. He was probably mad he wasted his time but I was just crushing on the hot Alpha guy. I aint know. My bad LOL. Anyway, he was one of those Facebook friends who existed only because I knew him back then and we have only ever communicated the first night we friended. Why did we even friend? IDK. Maybe just as a way to say "its okay, we were young and all is forgiven."

Whatever it was, it doesnt matter now. I just deleted him.

And I think Im going to slowly but surely delete some other folks on my friends list who fits into that category. Maybe I will eventually pare down to so few people that I wont even care to use Facebook anymore.

*shrug* It could happen.