So after being nagged by five of my friends over the course of two weeks, I gave into peer pressure and joined Facebook. I resisted for a while, because I knew that on there, you're supposed to list your friends and your college and stuff, and I didn't want to get involved in a popularity contest. Plus, now that I'm in California and away from the small town environment, I think I'm way more laid back. I don't care if I trip and fall in front of the grocery store (which I did the other day, and looked quite the idiot) because I know most of the people I see on a daily basis, I'll never see again. Not so in a small town. If you trip in front of the grocery store, it's quite likely that not only will people from high school see it, but some of their relatives and their auntee twice removed will see it, and they'll talk about it for weeks.

So I've been enjoying the anonymity that Orange County provides. But when I think of my small hometown, or high school, I begin to get self-conscious, remembering the social castes and all the gossip that I hated and feared so much back then.

And so I avoided Facebook, because I did not want to know who was more successful than me, more popular than me, etc. And now that I've joined, I sort of regret it. You add a friend, you wait for them to approve you. And until they do, since I'm new to this, I have no friends listed on there. And yes, I do feel like a loser. Or perhaps like a female Frankenstein, roaming the earth in search of companionship, bellowing "FRIEND, FRIEND!"