I open my Facebook account and found out that I have a friend request from my mom. Guess what’s my first reaction when I saw that?

I went ape nuts and – “OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT!”.

I can’t deny that today’s trends are for mothers and/or fathers to get into Facebook and adding their sons and daughters. I can’t deny that by reading newspaper people already heard about Facebook and how those kinda ads gives publicity to Facebook and how it can attracts even your neighbours to add you. I think the Gen X wanted to learn how Gen Y operates or something.

But having mom to add me into my Facebook account makes me sweat. Reasons? I swear a lot in Facebook. I curse a lot in Facebook. I even dropped comments that is vulgar in its nature everywhere. That’s why I am hesitant to add my mommeh.

Tell me, how many of you add your mom into your Facebook profile? I don’t even add my boss into my Facebook — and even my current work collegues are not added (I do give exception to the one who has left their job.)

Reason: Being a Gen Y, my alter ego is on the web. I don’t want to be judged by the alter ego I shown on the web. I believe ignorance is bliss in some cases.

So mom, if you do read this — that’s why I click the Ignore button when I saw your profiles requesting me to be friends. Not now, maybe. Later if I think my alter ego is useless, I may add you. When? I don’t know.

LOL.

P/s: Seriously, who taught my mom to open the Facebook account? I think I wanna shoot that person. Damn it!

P/s 2: Proof reading my post again, I realize that my grammar are taking a downside slope. Shit. I really really really need to start reading and writing again — vigorously.