I’m on Facebook. I have 188 friends. When I first joined, I was a Stalkbook junkie using the site to track down every girl I have ever slept with and every girl I had ever wanted to sleep with. Sure, I admit it’s a bit creepy. But it was amazing.

For a moment, I thought I could relive my high school days and approach every girl I ever wanted to be with but was too shy and awkward to ask out. For a moment, I thought Facebook was going to give me a second chance at those botched high school days I used to pray to escape.

So I tracked them all down. And made them all my friends. And I couldn’t have been more disappointed.

Some are married. Some have kids. Some weigh 500 pounds. And some just got hit by the ugly stick.

So instead of finding that girl I used to be in love with, I found nothing but a pile of crushed fantasies.

And all that’s left, is me trapped in a virtual high school reunion, trying once again to escape.

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