The absolute wonder of Myspace: Whilst scanning random Myspaces (instead of doing copious amounts of unappealing work and study) it occurred to me – a majority of them are the same, yet disguised by a layout or numerous HTML codes. 

In a way I am ashamed that I ever let myself get sucked into this ideal of “friendship on the internet”, yet I still find myself on myspace on a daily basis. I’m not going to lie; I rely on myspace a lot of the time. Yet as I scan these pages, for lack of something better to do, I find myself disgusted with who these people become just to “fit in”, and thank my dignity, pride and self respect that I am not at this stage (and never plan to be). 

a) Firstly, the addition of “ers” or “s” onto random words, making them not actually words – does not make you cool, but rather illiterate. Stop it. Example 1:

I DON’T LIKE
- Fat Ass And Light Pole
- Hipocrits
- Two Facers
- Talk It Up’s
- Better Then Everyone Elsers
- Shit Don’t Stinkers
- Laughing Drunks

(note that the word hypocrites was actually spelt “hipocrits”… a laughing matter in itself.)

b) Then there is the range of people who think talking in third person is an invention of their own – you are not the only person on myspace who talks in third person – its more like your one in 4/5, and honestly, reading it doesn’t impress me nor your “friends”, however it does give me the urge to slap some sense into your moronic mind.Example 2:

She is 16 year’s of age
She loves to wear tight straight legged jeans
She has black hair
She has very ice coloured blue eyes
Music is her life

Note to 16 year old female, you may as well write “she is just like everyone else, and she is proud” fuck you and stop bolding your words – we get the point, you’re just like every other girl that is too young to sell herself in reality. 

c) Noticeably, there are many amateur photographers out there. Somewhat disappointingly – Campbelltown seems to breed shittiness in terms of what these “myspacers” view as photography:
Endless photos of feet, in circles, in pairs, of people holding hands, of hands making love hearts, of shadows, of grass, fences, trees, sunrises and sunsets at some “artistic” camera angle.
How any of it is passed off as Art is beyond me – it falls just short of my disgust of the well known “top 8” and how your “friends” will be moved every 10 seconds. A fake reality that many seem pleased with. 

d) And finally, in relation to the many photographs you try to pawn off as artistic, is the number of people who pose and sell how “unique” they are, perhaps attempting to gain more friends in highlighting “individuality”. The sad thing is these photos are merely to promote their new hair, clothes, or some four letter word that conveniently fits across their knuckles. And more pathetically, there seems to be some belief that writing “fuck”, “rawr” or “cunt” across ones knuckles makes you hardcore or “in.” I look at these and think, honestly, what kind of fuckwit stands on a bath, and wastes their time, taking photo after photo of a friend, for the sole purpose of myspace. And on top of that, what kind of person takes these photos, edits every flaw out, then posts it on myspace, just to sell themselves and beg for strangers to comment? 

A lengthy post, yet it still only covers ¼ of the reasons why I despise myspace – In general, the fact that some “myspacers” would sell themselves for little to nothing, all over the internet, does not say alot for “our generation.”