confessions of a Facebook addict

clicks and tips. smiles and miles
yes i so love internet files
shops to buy, seeds to grow
i love farm ville coins too

phew what imagination beholds is unimaginable in its normal senses of course. oh how i love my Facebook profile, i could write an ode to it. The beauty of the whole feeling of opening my viao , connecting it to the lovely bsnl connection and waiting for the amazing Google page to open is endearing, awwwwe!!!!!
whereupon i jump to click the Facebook icon of my favorite tab and looo , the enchanting world opens in front of my eyes. i so love it , i so love seeing my profile photos , often clicked by my o so talented boyfriend who helplessly smiles as i upload his beloved photographs on Facebook for public display and recognition.
i understand his misery , i realize his generally quiet self churning under the pain of having his wall spammed by my photos and their beautiful comments that my lovely and not so lovely friends make. i am helpless i accept it , i am a fbholic and i couldn't care less. frankly i love to put up my best quotations up my wall , but i often end up reading the o so lovely comments and statements my friends make , oh how much i await those comments , so many bring in such controversies with them.
of late many of lovely friends have taken the jihad of sexuality seriously and have made lovely statements or put up more lovely photographs reflecting their views , such diversity , conflicting inst it , how the cyberspace eats into your patriotism, tradition and blah blah.
oh Facebook i love you so much, i love young dumb zynga games, knowing well i will become equally dumb playing them i cannot resit harvesting my wheat,rye and milking the pin and green cow. and how i cannot express i miss plowing my land fearing if my friends cross my level and get more money. you have given me a new reason to fight bravo Facebook such lovely training.
and of course those lovely quizzes , octopuses predicting whether i will get a mobile or not , and reminding me not to argue with authorities , such great astrologers even Nostradamus would be teary eyed witnessing the development of cyberspace from heaven and send his message through face book to us all ,yaay.
oh lovely Facebook thank you for filling my life with so much space that i have no space left for anyone and filling my mind with so much care and love, that i feel i will burst with this love , never mind however plastic it may be , i love you Facebook , i love being addicted to you and i shall keep being so.
my love for u shall never end , however cyber it may be ,
i shall plow my land , reap my crop and decorate my Christmas tree
and while away my precious hours staring at your colored links
worshiping every zynga game till my career forever sinks.