Oh the joys of Facebook. I must admit I was a bit naive when I joined and used my real name with a very distinctive surname that has not changed having found no one to marry and, well, actually, I rather like it now as it is. Anyway, I digress! The requests from people that I had been to school with came thick and fast, even on that first day (I only joined to play Scrabulous -now Lexulous due to Mattel being 'awkward'- with some friends I had met through various forums!!) and I duly signed up the ones I remembered, latched on to someone who had the foresight to remember to put her maiden name in the friend request and she then helped to jog my memory on some of the ones I had forgotten. I must admit that I did feel a bit popular, although I was only too aware that I didn't really know a lot of these people anymore and probably hadn't known them all that well then. Then there were the people that had never, ever even spoken to me at school. Why on earth did they want to be my friends??! Well being kind-hearted and never being exactly popular among the 'cool' kids I signed them all up. I now realise that a lot of people 'collect' friends on Facebook so they saw me there and naturally signed me up. I can't blame them, a lot of us want to feel good about ourselves don't we?
Anyway, when I checked my emails last night there were about 30!! all from Facebook and when I went to look at what all the fuss was about, I saw that some absolute (how can I put this politely?) rotter(!) had only posted our fifth year photo there and also tagged a load of us!! I was distraught at first (and I invariably post a comment before first thinking!) but after a nights sleep I had to have a closer look. We all looked so young then. Must younger than I felt at the time!! I probably feel younger now than I did then. I look into that photo and think that we all held such promise. We had no idea what was ahead for us and, especially at the start of a year too, I am concious that I don't feel that I have achieved what I thought I would. I am very jealous that two of my classmates are now secondary school teachers, the occupation that we all wanted to do, but they actually did it, whilst I flailed about and wasted my time either, drinking, meeting boys or being depressed for a lot of my late teenage years. Ho, hum. I suppose all you can do is take stock and try again to take those small steps that will help us achieve our goals.
I'm still not sure how I feel about Facebook, and feel that there is a lot of pitfalls but, I am convinced, a lot of untapped potential too. A bit like a life lived I think!!