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They forced me. My family. I swear I wouldn’t be on it if they hadn’t urged me to. “Are you on MySpace? Cmon everyone’s on it. You gotta sign up so you can check out our profiles. We can email each other. Everyone’s on MySpace.”

So I did. And it shocked me. Not in the sense that you think. That being the negative press MySpace has received–online predators and their victims. I don’t think MySpace is to blame. Evil people are going to find kids and try to victimize them whether or not they’re on MySpace, or online for that matter. Let’s hope that parents do their job and teach their kids to look both ways before crossing the street, don’t talk to strangers, all that stuff that’s important when kids go off into the big bad world.

MySpace shocked me because of the sheer number of people who are on it. 158,623,510. Holy shit, people, get your businesses on MySpace. Market on MySpace. Do you understand the number of hits this one site gets per hour? Marketing on social media outlets. This is the future of business, people! I thought I was cool because I was on Friendster, LinkedIn, and Yelp. Those sites don’t hold a candle to MySpace.

Although it seems like any other networking site, MySpace reigns almighty. You fill out a profile with interesting tidbits of yourself. Add pictures, create a slideshow, add videos, update your blog, send messages, comment on pictures. There are also security settings so you can block people or make your profile private. The core feature, as I mentioned before, is its network. You can search this network to find old friends, make new friends, or your next significant other.

I’ll admit, when I first logged on I felt like a pedophile. “What am I doing on a site that caters to the younger generation?” But once I completed my profile, it’s really only been people my age who have emailed me. One of my high school classmates found me which was a nice surprise. Even better, I simply clicked on my high school alma mater, searched alumni, filtered by graduation year, and boom….blast from the past. There were many of my old friends with their new families. I really enjoyed seeing how people changed and how they’re raising their families. Their MySpace sites are centered around their littles ones. Totally made my heart melt.

Not only that, it’s good to see my cousins and the pictures that they put up from high school and college. I discover more about them than I would ever get a chance to find out normally.

And lastly, what the hell was I doing paying for a Match.com subscription? My future husband is on MySpace! I feel like a giddy teenager with all the emails I’ve been getting, and they’re hot! Wedding invitations coming soon.

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