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  1. Color me disappointed.

    There is a game on Facebook that has come to some sort of strange, sad popularity.

    This game demands that one’s friends send them the name of a color in a message. With these colors, one is to post status updates about the sender of the color message, leaving only the color’s name to indicate who the status is about. I’ve seen the same game played with numbers not long ago.

    It’s dumb. Who cares if you think pink is a pretty cool person but a little annoying when they eat because they talk with their mouth full? I certainly don’t, and I sincerely believe that pink is the only person who will.

    But I suppose the game is harmless. I can simply ignore such things and get on with my day, scrolling further into the endless white and blue pixels that make up the website. But then a comment about the game itself by a friend of a friend caught my eye:

    “i think it helps pass the boringness of fb thats probably why people do it lol”

    Then I remember that this is what some percentage of my generation is actually doing with their spare time. That person should go find a way to fix their shift key on their keyboard instead.

    I will admit that I spend more time on Facebook than I probably should, mostly as a method of procrastinating from some other thing for a fleeting moment. Or maybe a friend of mine on the site has posted something clever or interesting that I would like to take notice of. However, once Facebook takes the plunge into “boringness”, I log out and do whatever it is I must—like any sane human being with their interests in mind should.

    These people would rather think of a silly way to waste more time on Facebook instead of doing something legitimately worthwhile, or at least entertaining. That’s like watching a movie you find uninteresting, but turning on the subtitles to see if that will make the plot more rousing. If you’re on Facebook, clearly you have access to the internet, a rhizome where one can find countless quantities of information, of almost any kind you desire. You could even read the news. I once heard there was actually a war going on.

    I just don’t understand the motivation behind playing this game. If you’re so concerned about how someone feels about you, have a nice conversation with them over coffee. Sure, the brutal and possibly vital honesty may not be present when you’re face-to-face, but at least you’ll be away from “the boringness” for a few fleeting moments.

    I got off of Facebook and onto Tumblr to write about this dumb game, and now that I’m done with it I’m going to log off and continue reading the book I’m working on. I’m enjoying reading sentences that don’t always end in “lol”.