Think about an object, an activity, or a cultural phenomenon you really don’t like. Now write a post (tongue in cheek or not — your call!) about why it’s the best thing ever.

I feel so lucky, I have 236 friends. Imagine: that many people want to be friends with me! I’ve never felt this popular before. I hear from a lot of them every day, and I try to respond to as many as I can so they’ll know that I’m interested. I want them to know that I care about them and what they’re doing. I’ve made some other acquaintances, too; I’ve met some of the people they know, like brothers and sisters, parents, friends, and even workmates.

Then there are the children: One of my friends has 10 children! And another’s first child just turned one a few weeks ago. It’s nice to learn how much and how fast little kids grow.

Some of my friends so me photos, too. A lot of them are “selfies”, I think, otherwise the person taking the picture isn’t a very good photographer, because some of the faces are kind of distorted. A lot of my friends are popular; I know because they go out a lot at restaurants, bars, and at parties. I especially like it when friends share their vacation photos with me: California, Malta, France, Scotland, Ibiza, Disney World — new places almost everyday. I do worry sometimes, because there are so many pictures of friends drinking — I hope they don’t end up having problems with alcohol.

There are all kinds of topics we discuss: religion, politics, sports, relationships, etc. I like that because I have some strong opinions about some of these things and I like to be able to express myself by liking what they’re saying or not. Some people also have causes that they support, and I’m able to broaden my horizons and learn about what’s important to them. Sometimes I share stuff with them that I find informative, amusing or instructive.

We’ll it’s ten-thirty. I guess I should shower and get dressed. I spend too much time at this computer — guess I’ll go out to yoga; I wonder what my friends will be doing while I’m gone? I guess they’ll wait until I get back with them. I’ll leave the class as soon as it’s done so I don’t get involved talking with some of the ladies I work out with — some of them are real talkers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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