Week #3 - Why I Quit Facebook

Social Networking sites have changed the landscape of how we socialise. There are a billion-and-one ways we can rave about Facebook and its counterparts... I find it difficult to say much about social networking because I believe everyone has already given their two cents worth.

In an attempt to jazz things up a little here, I'm going to list down 10 reasons why I said hasta la vista to Facebook.

1. I lost control of my wall. My wall wasn't mine anymore. ANYONE could post on it without my consent and clutter it up with junk!
   
   
2. I googled my name and all my FB pictures showed up. If you don't think this is creepy, you are creepy.
   
   
3. My grandmothers got on FB. Once, my Mama Lily asked me about my life based on my FB activity.
   
   
4. I was addicted to scrolling through the home feed. So much stupid on FB feeds, but I simply couldn't look away. It was pure voodoo.
   
   
5. FB told all my friends what I was up to, and I lost loads of conversational starter material. I'm a storyteller, and I hate it when FB ruins my tales by giving my friends spoilers through stuff like pictures OTHER PEOPLE posted of what I've been up to.
   
   
6. Potential employers now look-up your FB page aka a history of your life since you were a stupid teenager. Baaaaaaaddddd idea.
   
   
7. I kept getting invited to Farmville. My godmother & my aunt ordered me to join so they could get cabbages or something :(
   
   
8. I was 'friends' with people I didn't want to be 'friends' with. Those said 'friends' had the most annoying FB posts.
   
   
9. No matter how I fiddled with the privacy & notification settings, SOMETHING would end up bothering me. I don't know if it was because the privacy settings and such weren't that refined yet, but some notification or another would end up slipping through the net.
   
   
10. I was so convinced that all my information would end up being used against me. Wisdom from Sun Zi's Art of War - "To secure ourselves against defeat lies in our own hands, but the opportunity of defeating the enemy is provided by the enemy himself." I'm not going to be the provider of my own doom.