Shortly after coming to Baker, I found the tool that would help me and all of my classmates through the next four years of life.

It’s nothing that has anything to do with academics, and no, it’s nothing mind-altering.

My life, like just about any other college student’s (and then high school, and then professional and then everyone else’s), was infiltrated by Facebook.

It was like gathering my old friends from high school and my new friends from college and mixing them all together in one big room.

These days, I enjoy looking to see what my friends are up to.

Status updates give us a chance to let everyone know important details of our lives as they happen. Plus Facebook’s  “news feed” lets everyone see them as they happen. ­

So when my friends have big news to break, or even if they just want to keep people updated on what they are doing with their lives, seeing their status updates is convenient.

<br/>I'll even update my own status occasionally, though usually never more than once a week.I'll even update my own status occasionally, though usually never more than once a week.
I’ll even update my own status occasionally, though usually never more than once a week.

What bothers me, though, is seeing the same people update their status five times every day.

“So and so just woke up,” 9:01 a.m.

“So and so has to go to class now, boo,” 9:20 a.m.

“So and so is out of class, yay!!!” 2:32 p.m.

“So and so is soooo ready to go out and get hammered tonight!!! It’s party time!” 5:27 p.m.

“So and so cnt evn type anyymor csaue he/she got soo wsted at teh prty!!! I’m so cool,” 3:49 a.m.

It makes me really doubt the fact that he or she actually stepped away from his or her Facebook long enough to accomplish anything that the updates say.

As if those who give every detail of their lives away in their status updates aren’t bad enough, there are those who, four or five times every day, give you trivial little snippets of thoughts that are just begging for others to ask them to elaborate.

It’s like a way of making people seem like they care.

“What’s her face is contemplating life and all of its purposes,” 4:45 a.m.

Then some feel the need to always leave negative comments that scream “If you’re reading this, you should feel bad for me because my life is awful and terrible. Pity me please!”

And I can’t forget about those who love leaving all of their friends with a philosophical tidbit or ambiguous song lyric every hour, which makes no sense at all and has nothing to do with anything.

As if Facebook didn’t leave enough room for people to constantly change their status to the next ridiculous phrase, we now have Twitter devoted solely to allowing users to update their status.

When I first joined, Facebook was still pretty basic. A (that’s one) well-chosen picture of yourself with the basic personal information and your wall.

You could send messages, join groups and “poke” people and that was about it.

It was about connecting with others at your own will. If anyone wanted to contact you, they would.

Now, especially with people updating statuses, Facebook has become a place for people to go and let others see how vain they really are.

Do people really think others are interested in every little move they make?

Are people really concerned with every move others make? Doubtful.

You may think your status says "(Insert name here) just had the best day of his/her life," but really, all most see is "Look at me! Look at me!"<br/>