To Be Or Not To Be

That is the question.
The answer: That, ladies and gentlemen, I ask of you.
A couple of days ago, I decided to give my friend a call after a long time. So long that she didn't even recognize my voice at first. Of course, a 'long time' in today's world would not be very long, owing to Facebook, Twitter and the likes. But it had been a couple of months.
Anyway, we chatted for a while, then suddenly she sprung the question on me- "Why don't you appear on Facebook anymore?"
That, is the Question.
"I'm not on Facebook anymore."
"Why?"
"Why, It's so boring..."
"It's ok, you can chat with your friends,na.."
"If I had any..."
"But, yaar, you will be so cut off from your old friends...from school..."
"I no longer care."
"What?" -I don't know whether this was disbelief or just me being inaudible.
"I no longer care."
"....."
"Nahi yaar, itna cut-off nahi hona chahiye...If u stay on facebook atleast u'll be able to see what ur school friends are up to..and u can see pics...and u'll remember their names.."
"But I don't want to see what they are upto. I'm sick of that. I don't want to see their pics, and why at all should I remember their names? I do remember their names btw.."
"Ohk, who taught us maths in 6th?"
"Ruchika Sharma."
"7th?"
"Suman Hasija"
"9th"
"ermmmm.................."
"See? You don't remember."
"Madhumita Paul. But why should I remember, what difference does it make??"
I don't quite remember her argument after that because I wasn't really listening. If u're reading this, then I apologize. Though probably you wouldn't be reading this anyway...

There you go. The big fight. Now, you might be thinking I'm being extremely antisocial and uncaring of others.
Well, you're right. Society's made me like that. I had no choice. My attitude towards others is a consequence of how others treat me. Now, if they chose to forget me, why in God's name should I persuade them otherwise? The way I see it, they're not worthy of my attention and time.
The people that I still am in contact with are very few. Two regularly, one more occasionaly. The others  would be once in a few months, if at all. Now, I get to talk with whom I want, when I want. What more should I chase after? A fake projection of myself on a social networking site, just to be 'accepted'? To be popular? To be 'liked', 'tagged', etc. etc. ???
No.
You might think of me as being bitter. You would have been right, had I written this a couple of months ago.
I left facebook because it made me sick. To see others having the time of their lives while I had nothing. To see others wallowing in ecstasy while I trudged on a crooked shit-stained path. To be utterly ignored. I had not received a single notification in over a month before I left.
Now, though, there is no bitterness. Only a sense of detachment. A sense of nonchalant detachment, and knowing that I have no obligations makes me kinda happy.
Ignorance is bliss. Bliss is what I feel now. I no longer crave for company, for someone to hear me out. I am my own comrade, my own mentor, my own messiah.
And that is enough for me. And I am not completely cut off, I still talk to a couple of people, the ones who matter.
For a purely speculative discussion I invite your opinion: Am I right or wrong?
I believe the former.I believe that it's ok to not care for others, so long as you don't hurt them. It's ok to be antisocial if you're really comfortable with it.I should like to hear a CONVINCING argument against it. Not for myself, but just for speculation.
Answer away, people....