Monday and Tuesday why have you done this to me? Why have you presented me with so much ammunition for my Facebook page? I have SO MUCH to declare to the WORLD (of Facebook)! Look at you all over the media: TV, magazines, the radio, the BUS! THE BUS! A time I can enjoy solitude was ruined by "Like Us".
*Sigh*
Is it over yet? Is the 40 days over yet? I thought I was doing well. I've been in denial.
I'm sitting here. It's Wednesday. I have a lot to say. But I have no outlet like I have found in Facebook. It's dark out, rainy, chilly, and I crave the warmth of "Friends'" comments.
I'm bitter, frustrated, annoyed, angered. Is this the next step? The next stage in getting over Facebook? Or is it just coincidence I'm frustrated with certain people during my time away from Facebook?
Only time will tell.
Showing posts with label denial. Show all posts
Showing posts with label denial. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
A World Without Facebook... for a weekend.
Just like everyone says on a cold, Monday morning: the weekend went by too fast.
But I somehow managed to survive the weekend without one single thought about Facebook! Our separation has gone from wants and desires of clicking that infamous icon to "I can do this life without you!"
I kept myself busy. And I will refer back to my previous post about comparing giving up Facebook as a relationship breakup: It seems when people break up, they make every effort they can (or their friends can) to distract from missing someone. In my case, something. Although I kept myself very busy, I deny this had anything to do with avoiding temptation to log into Facebook.
My weekend was well spent meeting with the Twirling Troupe's director to go over plans for the next few weeks, shopping with the sister-in-law, practicing the twirling and grading desktop publishing assignments.
I can happily tell you Facebook did not haunt me everywhere I went. It did not haunt me anywhere I went.
I spent my weekend in a world where Facebook didn't exist; I spent it in a world with people closest to my heart. My Facebook App sat neatly on my dashboard with a dwindling shimmer and awe.
But I somehow managed to survive the weekend without one single thought about Facebook! Our separation has gone from wants and desires of clicking that infamous icon to "I can do this life without you!"
I kept myself busy. And I will refer back to my previous post about comparing giving up Facebook as a relationship breakup: It seems when people break up, they make every effort they can (or their friends can) to distract from missing someone. In my case, something. Although I kept myself very busy, I deny this had anything to do with avoiding temptation to log into Facebook.
My weekend was well spent meeting with the Twirling Troupe's director to go over plans for the next few weeks, shopping with the sister-in-law, practicing the twirling and grading desktop publishing assignments.
I can happily tell you Facebook did not haunt me everywhere I went. It did not haunt me anywhere I went.
I spent my weekend in a world where Facebook didn't exist; I spent it in a world with people closest to my heart. My Facebook App sat neatly on my dashboard with a dwindling shimmer and awe.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)