So. My mother is on Facebook. I don’t really care, alright. I know it’s a way for her to reconnect with her friends from the past and old acquaintances, too. And I don’t think she actually monitors my every move in the cyber world anyway. And it won’t really bother me if she does. I don’t really hide anything. And if ever she finds something offensive on my page, I know I can defend myself and explain some truths behind that post or something.
At this very minute while I am typing this blog entry, she is online as well. I dunno what exactly she’s doing, but most probably she’s not playing Farmville. Haha.