Pokes

You have been poked.
Poking is not a usual occurance on facebook anymore. Merely a novelty at its creation, now just an unecessary button barely used. So when I saw this I was intrigued.
Turns out it wasn't that exciting. Like the work secret santa present, on opening the link I was greeted with disappointment and a slight uneasiness. The poker was in fact a complete stranger. A man from the 'Bournemouth area' who it was seem had wanted me to become aware of his existence. Mr Poke, was not attractive, was no where near my age of similar to me in any way.
Facebook kindly asked if I wanted to poke back but I declined as I deleted the poke from facebook existence, as if it had never happened.
It is deleted and forgetten from the facebook memory but now I realise I have clearly been affected by this random poker more than I thought.
As I study at university I have recently become aware of the problems I face when it comes to social networking. Facebook is like an addiction, a year ago I would have popped on once a day, maybe in the evening after college. But somehow it has morphed into now become a constant presence.
I recently became obsessed with how many facebook friends I had and in the first few weeks of university I went on a bit of a friend splurge, adding every person I held a drunken conversation with whenever out.
Once I had 'achieved' 200 more friends in 4 weeks I knew I had taken it too far and deleted many of the lecherous and unsavoury characters who I had willingly allowed to be my friends.
Having the Twitter app  on my blackberry and led to me becoming a complete TweetFreak. "walking to uni" "stuck in a lecture" "man its cold"... many of the useless comments I make on a regular basis. Up to 60 followers but WHO CARES?
Stop taking over my life social networking. I'm fed up of you. Although look at me blogging now.
I'm a social junkie.