Bitch, Didn't You Read My MySpace?!

A long, long time ago, like in the Mommy Days, I read this article about Sandra Bullock. The person said she was really nice to everyone and didn't have a star attitude. They said when she met someone new she always introduced herself, and didn't just assume everyone knew who she was. I liked that. I didn't know the word pretentious then, but that's what she wasn't.

Sometimes I don't keep up with everyone's MySpace page and I don't know something big that happened. Everyone always gets really upset and yells if you don't keep on top of things. I have a MySpace page too, but it's kind of retarded. I guess I'm kind of anti-drama. Most people have like hundreds of MySpace friends. Because I don't keep up with it, I have less than 300. I hate that they're called "friends". I don't take that word lightly. I hate accepting someone as my friend and then having someone else get all pissed at me. "You made her a friend?! She went down on my boyfriend, how could you do that to me?" Ugh. You know why I didn't know? Because I didn't check her MySpace page and see the latest pictures.

None of my friends know about this blog. All my friends-and-gossip stuff goes on my MySpace blog. Well almost all of it. All the pictures of us in our underwear in Heather's bathtub, 20 of us stuffed in there like clowns in a car? MySpace. The picture of Rory all bloody after he got wasted and tried to do a backflip off the hood of a car stopped at a red light but face-planted instead? MySpace.

Maybe it's because I don't update my MySpace stuff that often that I would never get annoyed at someone who doesn't keep up with my latest stuff. But really, I think it's more that I want to be like Sandra Bullock when it comes to this stuff. I want people to know things about me because they cared to ask, and I believed they cared enough that I took the time to tell them. I think having idols and all that shit is retarded. So I'm sort of embarrassed that I remember this thing about Sandra Bullock. But hey, at least I'm not looking up to Britney.

*This is a rough draft of an essay I had to write in English about something that's unconventional about you and the reasoning behind it.