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Do you remember when to have a Facebook account you had to be in college?

Facebook came out my freshman year of college.  This was an idyllic time when everyone would go to parties and do crazy things.  The next morning (afternoon) we would stumble to the cafeteria for breakfast (lunch) and then check out Facebook, busily un-tagging all of the unflattering photos that were taken the night before.

During this halcyon era you could travel to Morocco in your semester abroad and have people tag photos of you smoking hookah without worrying that your future employer would assume it was weed and you wouldn’t get a security clearance.  You could put up status updates that included swear words and have profile pictures that involved you holding red Dixie cups.

Now, my mother is on Facebook.  My grandmother is on Facebook.  My boss is on Facebook.  My cousin’s 12 year old son is on Facebook (and he is flirting inappropriately with girls!).  Everything has to be so censored that it’s become a glorified photo sharing website.  I’m sick of Facebook and the way they constantly make internal changes to their privacy settings, trying to force you to tell complete strangers your relationship status and where you work.  I miss those days of Dixie cups and weekend trips to Morocco.

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