College Co-Eds do silly things. For instance: College Co-Eds wake up to steal Christmas trees out of the boy’s dorms at four in the morning. College Co-Eds make a utility closet into an “Angry Room” where they can go and place their reasons for being angry on colorful little post-its for all to see. College Co-Eds hang mariachi band memorabilia on the doors of unsuspecting boys.

But recently, me and my fellow Collge Co-Eds have done the craziest thing of all: The Facebook Fast.

Recently we instated fasting weeks, where for one week only we give up something in order to make us more disciplined, better people. One week we are only going to wear mascara and no other make-up in order to boost our self-love for our natural beauty. One week we will forego our dessert consumption. One week we will stop listening to our I-pods on campus, thereby shutting out the world and eliminating the “Go Away” signals we are intentionally sending to innocent conversationalists.

But this week… We decided to give up facebook. Oh the horror! My roommate, Jessica, personally changed my password, taking any element of free agency out of my decision.

Now, for those of you who have read my blog, you should be semi-familiar with one of the main characters of my life. Her name is Chloe Noelle. I daresay she is my partner in crime for 99 percent of my ridiculous college Co-Ed antics. One time, she got a gummi bear stuck up her nose. I love her dearly.

But not right now.

Yesterday I got the semi-ambiguous text message from Ms. Skidmore. It went like this: “Haha wow, you weren’t kidding. That’s some poofy hair in that picture my dear!” When I inquired further, she told me that “Those pictures Jennifer Munson tagged of you. Little Sierra!”

Jennifer Munson, bless her heart, saw me through my ugliest days and loved me anyways. But tagging pictures of my eighth grade, poofy-haired, gangly arms, brace-faced self on facebook constitutes as a big violation of our friendship contract, if you ask me. Quickly I got on the internet to survey the damage, only to realize that Jessica, my roommate, was holding my password hostage. I had no defense against the incriminating pictures of me on facebook!

Come to discover this was all part of Chloe Skidmore’s wily devices to get me to back down on my ridiculous facebook fast. Alas, and thank goodness, there are no eighth grade pictures of me (as of yet) on the internet, and Chloe did not succeed at making me break my fast.

But Chloe Noelle, rest assured: “Eye’m watching you.”