Personal Narrative - The World of Facebook

On a mild, spring sunlight afternoon, I was reborn into the crazy, every-consuming, amusement and frustrating world of cordial networking. after(prenominal) being rile for months, I ditched my immature MySpace news report and stumbled into the vastness of Facebook. The majority of my MySpace friends seemed as if they were my cl singles, switching over concurrently with me. Since I had always viewed Facebook as more(prenominal) favorable for materialisation adults and adults in general, I could opposed feel myself becoming one as I typed my cardinal digit password into the single Mac data processor in Mrs. Tiptons seventh grade computer class. I had done it; I was officially an adult in terms of Social Networking standards.\n over the next several months I changed my relationship status a few times (with the comparable girl), liked a shot of bearded lady sit in a stroller, and clicked bring in friend  to any haphazard person who had a joint friend with me (to ma ke it visualize like I was incredibly popular). I slowly began to slow down on my ad hominem posts; I tried to countermand telling people almost the type of meat I had on my sandwich for dejeuner and focus more on something that would generate much more response. So, after listening to my public address system engage in a political rant, I would ingeminate him on Facebook. Not discriminating a thing to the highest degree politics, I would announce to all 1,248 friends about how uninformed I was about politics and the antithetic types of to, their, and your. In my utopian image I had envisioned hundreds of likes and 80 comments agreeing with me 100 percent. Needless to say, its their, non there  or Obama is not a Socialist  were not the responses I had hoped for.\nI let off of the political enemy for season and read a dictionary or three. After I finally wise(p) how and when to use there, their, and theyre, I began to read and watch politics daily. I would watch anything from Rachel Maddow to Sean Hannity, all while reading the New York quantify or Huffington Post. I would fo...