Facebook Friends Versus Tumblr Friends

Ever since ‘rediscovering’ myself, when I go to the cinema [not counting the last 2 times, I don’t think going with people you LIVE WITH counts] my life is CONSTANTLY THIS:

But I try and be social and reach out with facebook statuses to people I actually know: The result of the can be seen in fig 1.1

Fig 1.1:
Me: Hey guys I actually know. Wanna go to the Cinema on Friday to see Prometheus?
Facebook: … … … … … …

It would seem that people who actually know me really don’t care about me at all. Maybe it’s the video games and Star Wars. It’s like a cancer to people who want to be ‘socially accepted’ [what does that even mean today?!?!].

But Tumblr… Well. Just look to fig 2.1

Fig 2.1:
Me: Hey guys I’ve never met. Wanna go to the Cinema on Friday to see Prometheus?
Tumblr: OMG YEAH!
Tumblr: I’ll have to get a plane to come see it with you but I’m game.
Tumblr: What a Promithingy? Meh, I don’t care, I just wanna hang out with my buddy!

Now this may be a little bias, but I’m pretty sure 90% of my facebook don’t give a shit about me, furthermore I will be keeping an eye to see if anyone else more ‘popular’ would make the same request. I’m expecting he/ she would be inundated with countless replies and yeses. And before anything about this is said [“Oh you’re being negitive again Dwayne” Yadda yadda yadda] this has happened before…

The Avengers. One person asked if people wanted to see, everyone clambered over each other to see it with them, after a few minutes of the status update [I might add]. I make the same request to my friends and after waiting for a few hours, no replies and some lonely geek goes to sit in the cinema on his own… [I still enjoyed it though!]

Again.

I wish the person who called me cute last night didn’t anon… Made me feel pretty special.
That’s a privilege I can’t afford these days…

Ah well. I’ll probably enjoy it so much I’ll forget how socially awkward it is to be forcibly forever alone… I am very jealous of everyone else’s life. I won’t go as far as say I hate mines, but I hate that I don’t have theirs…

And I’m partially blaming my ex for this…

Forever alone. Cheers Buns.

[EDIT] I’ll be trying the same ‘experiment’ with The Dark Knight Rises… I’m pretty sure the same thing’ll happen… And people sometimes ask me, “Why do you miss someone who hurt you so badly?”


Cause I’ve got no one else to miss… Or go to the movies with…