Is Nothing *Mine*??

My sister and I made myspace accounts. Not long after that, our mom made a myspace. And our dad. And who knows what other family members.

Mom said, long ago, that Nikki and I could only have facebook accounts if we added her as a friend. Then dad made a facebook. Then grandma. Then who knows what other family members.

Now, I have a twitter. I've had a twitter since March last year, I think. And now my family is slowly, but surely, making their own twitter accounts and following me. (Note: Uncle John, I don't mind you following me :)) Don't get me wrong, I'm not mad at them exactly, but twitter just seemed like *my* thing. There were things I posted on twitter that I would never post on facebook because my mom, or other family members, would see it. Twitter was like, my place I could vent about stuff, yes including my family and not have to worry about them reading it. I'm more myself on twitter than I am on ANY other website (with the exception of youtube, where you see me and who I am. I am me in my videos.).

I'm not going to stop posting the way I do on twitter, but just saying - if my mom or dad makes a twitter and starts following, I'm deleting my account. Twitter just seemed like my thing where I could be me.

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  1. John HAugust 25, 2010 at 12:17 AM

    Kimberly, I know you may not believe this but I happen to think that you are exactly who you should be - and your parents are proud! luv yas

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