Online command.

cr: Donkey Hotey

Because I have been on social media for so long, ever since I was 12 years old, I believe that I have made a lot of mistakes along the way and that now that I am 19, I am trying to become more self-aware and restrictive with the information I share online. My first social platform was ‘Netlog’ (now ‘Twoo’) I mostly got an account because my bigger sister had one and I wanted it as well, because that is what young siblings do. After that I got into fan sites of various bands but this time I did not use my name or any real information, and I stuck with this for all websites I do not use for actual socialising now such as ‘Tumblr’, ‘Twitter’ (even though I should create a professional account soon) etc.

As a media and communication student, I started analyzing my behavior online much more and I realized that I have never been actually active on them, I only have a few pictures of Facebook, no vital information, everything is hidden from the public, but obviously with a little access to the database you can see it anyway.

If you search me on google only one picture will come up, my ‘Facebook’ profile, my blog, my posts for this blog, ‘Pinterest’ (it uses my real identity because I made the account through ‘Google +’), ‘Academia’ and my results for the Baccalaureate. Which is quite a lot, but nothing compared with a friend that found out that half of her life is on ‘Google’, creepy isn’t it?




  1. Not much of my information is available online either. To the average person, at least, as I’m sure someone with some skill in the matter could find out everything about me. We all leave traces online. Like that comic says, nothing on the internet is private. But I’m grateful that its harder to find information on me. Like your friend, I also have a friend who has an alarming amount of information about herself readily available on the first page of google, including her address, former address, and even picture of her past and present home. Yikes.


  2. I admire you because you didn’t feel the urge to share almost everything you possibly could when you were younger. Like, I remember when I started to create my first accounts on social networks, I shared too much personal information and I still regret it. I even remember that I used to have my home address mentioned somewhere because on that website there was a special percentage bar that went higher every time you put more information about yourself, and I wanted to look cool in the eyes of my peers. Fortunately, it didn’t take too long to realise I’d made a mistake so I deleted that piece of information. There’s no way anybody can find my home address now, unless they took a screenshot back in 2008 or so. And if I google myself, a few Pinterest photos show up but they aren’t even mine; just some random images I reposted long ago. What is interesting, is that there’s a photo of my elder sister in google images if I type in my name. That’s the only thing which makes me feel a bit uncomfortable. It kind of tells me that it’s aware of us being sisters. The rest is absolutely fine.


  3. I appreciate your thoughts and behavior online as I am exactly the same kind of person. I don’t share any of my private life on social medias such as Facebook is not because I don’t think it is dangerous to do so but because I just don’t want anyone else to see my updates in live. It is creepy indeed as normally teenagers our age is keen to post their fancy lives online. To be honest, I didn’t feel concerned for them until I became a media student learning more about privacy issues online. It is ok to share your amazing stories online with other people, but just not strangers who may pose a risk to you.


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