Chain mail. First it was just a letter in the mail you could read, laugh at, then throw away. Then email came around, and it was everything from Tibetan Monk Personality Tests to "Fill this survey out about me! (You're not really my friend if you don't!)". Oy ve. One of the happiest moments of my email life was probably the 50th time I was told that if I didn't forward this email, I would have bad luck in my love life for the next 2 years. I decided that since high school was still waitin around for me, it really wouldn't be that big of a deal to live the single life for a while. :)
College. Finally a group of slightly less gullible personas to hang with. After 2 weeks in Provo, my wonderful best-intentions-at-heart roommates decided that my life should not continue without the wonderful world of Facebook. Joy of joys, facebook. I spent the weekend almost completely facebook free, only to find upon my return that I had been "tagged" in three notes. In my ponderings over my sudden popularity, I decided that I better check these notes to see what these beautiful people had to say about me. *reading* yeah. here's a tidbit. "A-Z (Self survey filled out by a classmate)" "Random Questions (Self survey filled out by a roommate" and... Lo and Behold! "Random Questions (Self survey filled out by a roommate's little sister)"
I have one word for you. Untag.
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