Poking resulted in bruising.
You didn’t have 367 friends you never talk to.
Unless you wore a ring on your finger or your heart on your sleeve, then your relationship status was often a mystery to others.
You were only tagged in the playground by friends, not when eating chicken wings at Nando’s.
ON A POSITIVE NOTE:
You have a captive audience* to promote your latest business venture / charitable event / blog post / boyfriend / kitten. *Until they get bored and unfriend you.
The power of networking. Presidents have been elected, Dictators fallen and Simon Cowell undermined, all thanks to Facebook. God bless it.
You learn new things. Like the medicinal power of peas, courtesy of your cousin’s constipated goldfish.
Think of your Profile as the coolest autobiographical scrapbook ever. Absolutely no need to faff with glue, scissors, glitter, pretty paper, or not-so pretty paper cuts: