MySpace.com

MySpace.com is a website for networking. It is very useful to aid in meeting new friends and reuniting with old ones. It allows users to tell about themselves with pictures and text. Members can personalize their “homepage” with backgrounds, music, and videos, and can contact each other by conducting a search or contacting each other’s networks.

It surprises me that as long as the internet has been around, people still don’t know how to design a web page that makes sense. MySpace.com is a website that is a great tool for networking, but could use some serious help in terms of its layout and design.

MySpace.com is a difficult site to navigate. Unlike most popular websites, myspace.com does not logically layout its features. In comparison to a very popular webpage, MSN for example, MySpace.com leads its users on a wild goose chase in order to access links and buttons. Instead of placing all major buttons along the top of the page or down the side, they are strewn about without method. Some of the most important buttons are at the very bottom of the page and other options are given names that are misleading.

The site also has additional problems. Since users are allowed to post music and videos on their pages, web browsers often freeze up. Also, since MySpace.com is free, it is constantly bombarding you with advertisements that are slow to load and annoying. When users send an email, the site doesn’t prompt back to a major page, instead, it shows a useless confirmation and forces users to use the back button.

Finally, the number one thing that the most obnoxious about MySpace.com is that it is very addictive. Good luck trying to just hop on and check your mail because most likely, it’s not going to happen. MySpace.com is like a drug: once you start, you’re hooked. You might even get shakes and cold sweats if you try to quit.

Since MySpace.com has probably over a million users, it’s hard to think that the site still exists and is so non-user-friendly. I find this site very useful for networking, except for the fact that it drives me crazy.

Submitted by Kristi Knoblich