Diary Of A Fresher: 'Facebook is an essential part of social life at university'

News in pictures
News in pictures
On Facebook
From the blogs

Asylum seekers: When the questions tell us so much more than the answers

For the last four years I've been paying my karmic dues (I would say "contributing to the big societ...

Thanks to The Sun, for enriching each of our lives

Those at the super-soaraway Sun are, yet again, making outlandish claims that they’ve changed the wo...

Ones to watch: Aiden Grimshaw to Hey Sholay

With so much new music coming out it’s difficult to keep track of what’s out there. It’s a lucky dip...

Banter Bigotry: It’s only a joke, love

Banter is a very odd thing. As an activity it provides a handy shelter for bigots to flex their ant...

My Year 10 English teacher has Facebook. My mum's kid brother (now middle-aged) has Facebook. Even my grandmother has Facebook, so it's probably fair to guess that you have Facebook too.

Since Facebook became more granny-friendly a few years ago, it no longer matters whether you're the kind of person who's reading this because you're roughly like me or because you're roughly like my parents. Still, you adults just don't do Facebook like we do Facebook. For you it's a curiosity, a fad, a nice way of letting all 15 of your "friends" know how splendid your holiday in Tunisia was, right? For us, it's a little different.

Facebook is pretty essential for life at uni. Any university-based play, concert, political campaign or party will inevitably be organised through Facebook. It ensures that a photographic record of your time as a student is thrust into cyberspace for eternity. It's a neat deterrent against committing a serious crime or becoming famous, for should either occur, every publication can have access to a wealth of drunken pictures of you, should Facebook wish it.

Worse, when you live in student accommodation, it's very easy to leave yourself open to the modification of your clumsily unguarded page by a friend, most typically involving a status change declaring one's interest in members of the same sex. Gone, I fear, are the good old days when students put cars on the roofs of prominent buildings when they felt mischievous.

More extreme practices aside, it is delightfully counter-productive to keep Facebook open while slogging through a research essay: watching friends periodically update their statuses, often about their progress through their own essays, makes procrastination seem almost sociable. The more active form of Facebook procrastination, that of looking through the profiles of one's friends, enemies, and anyone whose profile can be accessed, is known affectionately as Facebook "stalking".

Being part of a university network makes this particularly fun, as it allows you to see the profiles of most other people at your uni, whether you're "friends" with them or not.

This can cut both ways of course, with the possibility of the university itself spying on you being particularly disturbing. I've never found any direct evidence of this, but I've no doubt it happens. I don't think it's having double standards to say that, when we do it it's a bit of fun, but if the uni does it, it crosses a line.

Facebook is also a crucial part of any student's public persona. Your Facebook will be among the first things anyone who wants to find out more about you will look at, whether they're a new supervision partner, friends of friends, or even, perhaps, the occasional girl encountered while clubbing. That's the hope, anyway.

Most people choose either to nail their colours to the mast by making a pristine, classy, detailed profile with several carefully chosen applications, or alternatively keep their page to the bare minimum. I tend towards the latter, though that probably says more about my workload than my social life.

Taking this position to the extreme, someone could opt to not have a Facebook page at all, but that's way too counter-culture even for me.

Independent Comment
blog comments powered by Disqus
Career Services

Day In a Page

'I may be deaf, but you can still talk to me'

'I may be deaf, but you can still talk to me'

Being a teenager is hard enough – for those with hearing loss, it can be even more complicated
A right royal trip down the river

A right royal trip down the river

A new exhibition celebrates the glory days of London's mighty Thames
The 10 Best lawn mowers

The 10 Best lawn mowers

From petrol-fuelled to self-propelled
Every second counts

Why does life appear to speed up as we get older?

Matilda Battersby finds out how the clock plays tricks with our minds
Couture on the Croisette: Fashion hits

Couture on the Croisette

The best outfits from the 2012 Cannes Film Festival
Child of the revolution: the Burmese family that democracy brought back together

Home of the free

The Burmese family that democracy brought back together
Cannes review: Canine accolade and Hitler's return are high spots amid the gloom

Cannes review

Frocks, canine accolade and Hitler's return
Robert Fisk: The going price of getting away with murder... would $33m be enough?

The going price of getting away with murder

Robert Fisk: The long view
Principled Skinner rises above the fray

Principled Skinner rises above the fray

Andy McSmith meets Dennis Skinner
Patrick Cockburn: I fear this terrible massacre will be the beginning of a long civil war in Syria

Patrick Cockburn

I fear this terrible massacre will be the beginning of a long civil war in Syria
Hardeep Singh Kohli: For me, it is all about 'Gregory's Girl', a record of first love

Hardeep Singh Kohli

For me, it is all about 'Gregory's Girl', a record of first love
Christian Louboutin: 'I don't think comfort equals happiness'

Christian Louboutin interview

'I don't think comfort equals happiness'
Happy birthday, Hotel Babylon!

Happy birthday, Hotel Babylon!

Hollywood's home to the A-list celebrates 100 years of discreet luxury
Rupert Cornwell: Low-rise capital could finally reach for the sky

Rupert Cornwell: Out of America

Low-rise capital could finally reach for the sky
The secret life of the red carpet

The secret life of the red carpet

As Cannes reaches its climax with the Palme d'Or and the celebrities gather in London for the Baftas tonight, Kate Youde and Jack Dean investigate the real star of the show