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Oh, hi.

The one who depends solely on social networks like Facebook and Friendster for friends.

The one who has over 500 'friends' in each one of the social webpages.

But also the one that from the 500+ 'friends', knows only a baby's handful of friends close enough to can , as and when, reach each other through their cells.

The one that spends long hours on Facebook, bruising their 'friends' due to excessive poking and superpoking.

The one who evolves to an idiotic camwhore and uploading countless images of oneself into Friendster.

The one that assumes that having more 'friends' than you on Facebook or Friendster makes youself a cooler person, a person that everyone deems popular and wanna lick your boots without complaining.

Sadly, the one is ignorant.

The one is too dumb to know that this is just a lame thing that people do because everyone is doing it.

The one is obsessed about Facebook and Friendster as one thinks they keep one's world round.

The one is a hypocrite that spews truckload of cowpoop infront of me about how silly and ridiculous are Facebook and Friendster but in the end, me finding out that you actually have an account but still didn'nt add me.

BOO -freaking- HOO!

Elliot is sad.

He bo fwens.

Friendster and Facebook less than 100 fwens nia!

He emo.

He cries.

He cuts himself to relieve the pain.

He shuts himself in a dark dark room, vowing never to come out from there.

Why?

Because Elliot is a loser.

He jealous others have more fwens than him.

He envious that he is not likeable and charismatic.

He continues to cry.

He questions God why.

BOOHOOHOO!!

Elliot deactivates Facebook's account, cancels Friendster's account.

"Is not that I loser, is just that I dont wanna rely on Facebook/Friendster to have fwens,"

puffing up his chest, Elliot explains earnestly , giving a pathetic answer to why he does what he just did.

But deep deep DEEP down inside him, he kicks himself inwardly as he know he has the loser syndrome.

Wiping his tears away, he finally did what he thought was the only way he end his misery.

Elliot jumps.
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NOT!

But I still deleted my accounts.

Just to let you know.

Im a loser what.

-weeps-