My best friend finally convinced me to get a Facebook when I was in seventh grade.  My mom wasn't totally up for the idea of me having one but she decided she couldn't argue since she was on hers 24/7 as well.  At first I used my Facebook only to play the games, Farmville, Treasure Island, they were addicting and I found myself spending all my free time on the internet doing nothing but playing these games.  Eventually I outgrew these games though, and started to get on to update my status, and load pictures, and of course the "oh so popular" Facebook stalk.  I had my account for two years before I finally realized it was taking over my life, I couldn't go more than a day without going on.  I even caught myself thinking "Oh this would make a good Facebook status I have to remember this."  I was officially addicted to it, and I didn't want to be.  I finally convinced myself to delete my account, and even though I miss being able to log on and see that my life wasn't the only one with problems, I'm glad I finally got rid of it.  I feel more alive, and more willing to do things,  I even started writing again, and of course start a blog which I've been wanting to do for a while now.  Facebook was a great idea, and I'm glad I had one.  It made me closer with many people and even helped start one of my relationships.  I don't regret ever having one, it was just time to move on.