I have decided to not completely fast from facebook. I will limit myself to 15 minutes a day. I quickly realized, with the help of my roommates, that too many people do event invites and important messages on fb. So, I checked it, and GUESS WHAT?!?! TWO messages that I am so relived I didn't miss!!
So maybe fb is a little practical in some way.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Fasting.
No, no. Not from food. FROM FACEBOOK!!
I have decided, as of around 3 this afternoon, that I am not getting on the good ole fb until the grand ole end of the semester! woo hoo!! I decided that it was a big time-sucker and that it was becoming an area of sin for me because I lost all self control with the amount of time I was spending on it. I would fall into bed at night and fall asleep before my head even hit the pillow and then sleep through 2 or 3 snoozes to the point of missing my time for God. After convincing myself that I worked so hard all day every day, I quickly realized that at least 30 minutes to an hour of every day was spent on that darn thing. Therefore, I need to make a punishment for myself if I do get on fb between now and December 10th . . . what should it be?
Good news for y'all (if there is anyone out there reading this!!): I will probably be updating the good ole blog more often. woo hoo!!
Honestly, I feel a big relief at not having to fb it for the next few months. But we shall see if I make it!
I have decided, as of around 3 this afternoon, that I am not getting on the good ole fb until the grand ole end of the semester! woo hoo!! I decided that it was a big time-sucker and that it was becoming an area of sin for me because I lost all self control with the amount of time I was spending on it. I would fall into bed at night and fall asleep before my head even hit the pillow and then sleep through 2 or 3 snoozes to the point of missing my time for God. After convincing myself that I worked so hard all day every day, I quickly realized that at least 30 minutes to an hour of every day was spent on that darn thing. Therefore, I need to make a punishment for myself if I do get on fb between now and December 10th . . . what should it be?
Good news for y'all (if there is anyone out there reading this!!): I will probably be updating the good ole blog more often. woo hoo!!
Honestly, I feel a big relief at not having to fb it for the next few months. But we shall see if I make it!
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Personality.
I just stopped studying Organic for a while and took a personality test.
The results I got said that I need to be "safe and secure to be happy."
That. Is. SO. Right. Crazy.
I am the type that when I hurt, I yell. When I am scared, I throw a fit. When I feel insecure in my surroundings, I snap shut like a clam.
I have found that I am most certainly an introvert but I vocalize all my thoughts and opinions to someone as a sounding board. I just need to talk through issues and daily life. And yet I am an introvert. Weird, right? There is no way on Earth I could live without talking to people ever again, but there is no way on this Earth that I could survive a lifetime without at least 3 hours of on-my-own time/day. And I'm not talking sleeping. It's like I have to organize my crazy thoughts so that they can be verbalized, then verbalize them so that they can be organized in a totally different way and then think about the new organization and come to a conclusion.
To bed to sleep on that.
The results I got said that I need to be "safe and secure to be happy."
That. Is. SO. Right. Crazy.
I am the type that when I hurt, I yell. When I am scared, I throw a fit. When I feel insecure in my surroundings, I snap shut like a clam.
I have found that I am most certainly an introvert but I vocalize all my thoughts and opinions to someone as a sounding board. I just need to talk through issues and daily life. And yet I am an introvert. Weird, right? There is no way on Earth I could live without talking to people ever again, but there is no way on this Earth that I could survive a lifetime without at least 3 hours of on-my-own time/day. And I'm not talking sleeping. It's like I have to organize my crazy thoughts so that they can be verbalized, then verbalize them so that they can be organized in a totally different way and then think about the new organization and come to a conclusion.
To bed to sleep on that.
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