Facebook - my alternative school didn't have a yearbook

My relationship with Facebook (FB) is rather contentious. I signed up, forgot I signed up, 6 months later a friend asked me if I was on facebook - I went back, looked around and then I became a FB addict (they don't call it crackbook for nothing) for a few more months. I was torn between being a productive human being and getting my daily fix, so I left. I deleted everything and closed my account. Now for the purposes of expanding my community of bloggers, I have returned to FB.

When it comes to blogging, my intentions were flawed, and here is why:

1. My account is under my real name, not my blog's pseudonym
2. I don't know how to find other bloggers and my friends that are remotely interested in this blog are already reading it. Most of my friends just think I am a geek.
3. I have to talk to people that I would never normally talk to, again

There has been some positive. Some of those people I normally would never talk to are important people I forgot about. They are people that I have lost touch with because they live on the other side of the country, even the other side of the globe. They are my friends, and I am a dolt for forgetting.

One friend, whom I've known since high school, chatted with me online today using FB! Wild. We haven't had a real conversation since I was 17. Back then he dressed like a goth and one day he brought a little stuffed unicorn toy to school for me. He thought I would like it - and oddly I did! I had collected unicorns when I was a kid, one day at a fair my Daddy had won me the largest stuffed unicorn, and now I had the little matching one. They even had the same purple faux-hair mane!

So this guy has not changed a bit - well, I assume he dresses slightly differently, but he is still loving and sweet. Right now he is organizing Earthdance in Vancouver's Stanley Park. Then, when he saw my blog, he told me about his friend that has this awesome radio show and website all about sex education, Juicebox Radio. He said his friend was crazy, in a good way. I laughed about it - in a way everyone I knew from high school is crazy in a good way.

I went to the most awesome alternative school - and there we all learned to share and discover. The whole world thought we were kooks and now most of us are crazy smart world revolutionaries. Mr Wing, it was a pleasure to speak to you today, and I can't wait to catch up with more SEEDlings - I guess I'll give my alternative, crazy, cracked-out version of facebook (yearbook) a second chance!

xo BD