It was one of those moments in your life where you do something even though your mind, body and soul tell you not to. Sort of like most people’s first drug experience or the first couple of minutes before you commit an armed robbery. You don’t know why you’re doing what you’re doing, but you do know that things will be forever different after you do it.
I typed in my e-mail address, came up with a password and clicked the sign up button. As the website registered my account, I could sense my mind trying to send the electrical current down my spine and into my finger, telling it to click the exit icon on the top left of the screen before it could completely sign me up. It is only because of the inspiring words of my friends that I was able to resist this urge. They have been telling me that this is what I need to do for so long now it’s not even funny. They were there with me, waiting out this horrific moment.
I asked why it was taking so long, they all laughed at me and assured me that it was standard procedure. I waited and waited, each second going back and forth between feelings of happiness and extreme regret. Happiness because I was putting an end to constant nagging from friends, and extreme regret because I was finally becoming part of the world of Facebook.
At last, I was in. For me, the first second on Facebook was a lot like what Neil Armstrong probably felt like when he first stepped on the Moon. I felt like I was finally witnessing what everyone had been relentlessly hyping up for the past two years. Like Armstrong, I cautiously took my first steps into the world of Facebook by accepting the numerous friend requests that had been waiting for me for the past couple of years, still unsure of my initial decision to even sign up. Then it hit me.
I can imagine what Neil Armstrong felt when he caught his first glimpse of Earth from the moon, because it is what I felt when I made read my first few “wall” posts. People were so nice and supportive of my decision to join them in the world of Facebook, it really made me feel like I was living one of the rare, special moments in life like stepping foot on the moon or proposing to your future wife.
I logged out of my new account and took some time to reflect. I had been living without Facebook for two years, and I not only didn’t have it, but I hated it. I had witnessed creative, intelligent, active people waste hours and hours in front of a computer screen on what I thought was a wretched website. Many of my friends would probably say that my hatred for Facebook was a symptom of a deeper, more complex social inadequacy. However that is besides the point, the fact is that I hated the website for no other reason than the fact that it was becoming more commonplace than Christianity.
Now that I am on Facebook however, I see it for what it really is and I’m learning to love the ability to live out the human experience in the most technologically forward way.



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