On Sunday morning, I lay on my bed and stared endlessly into my Facebook news feed, waiting for somebody to update their status or post some pics or even say something funny so I can comment on it. Throughout the day, whatever I do, my finger always find its way back to the Facebook tab on my Google Chrome. I probably clicked the refresh button over fifty times that day (I may be exaggerating the numbers but who knows). That's how I spent Sunday. I don't remember doing anything special but I know for sure I did check my Facebook account. It's very pathetic, isn't it? This is why I decided to cut Facebook out of my life.
That's definitely not an 'a-ha!' moment for most people to do something like this, but to me, my brain was crying out "Go out and do something you lazy bum!" Of course seeing my life as pathetic wasn't the main reason that I gave up Facebook. It started with feeling pathetic (and bored) to getting homesick during the holidays. It's a really horrible feeling when you're an ocean away from home for a year and five months, living in a cold, small room with the only holiday spirit you can find is from your friends' updates of what they're gonna do for Christmas. My friends on Facebook were posting pictures of food, activities, and holiday decorations for Christmas and New Year every time I checked my news feed. It wasn't their fault for doing it but it was extremely hard to feel cheery when I knew I won't be home for Christmas.
Anyway, this is just a trial. I'll go as far as I can until I have to stop. Maybe I will actually accomplish something nice beside checking all my notifications.
Sunday was three days ago. Times thinking of Facebook? More than I should.
Things accomplished? Two. Washed my dishes and practiced the piano.
