Yay, I got my first few followers today! Good stuff. Today was also unprecedented in that I woke up at around 9:30 am instead of sleeping in until 12. I like the feeling of getting up at around 9:30 better, to be honest. I chilled out around the house today reading a ton of manga. I’ve gotten into Berserk, which is a pretty gruesome piece of work, but it has some sweet ideas regarding the darker and lighter sides of the human race. The anime adaptation is also pretty good, judging from what I’ve seen on Youtube.
Here’s the link to an inspirational speech about a man’s dreams from the Berserk anime:
Today I also posted up some writing works that I did a while back. I’m glad that they received some positive reception, including my poetry, which was surprising to me. I’ll probably continue to put up my past works. This kind of activity makes me look like such a prolific writer, hehe. But naw, I’m just getting into this thing seriously.
I deactivated my Facebook last Sunday. I’m already liking the results: my productivity has gone up a fair amount and I’m doing things that I want to do. My friends at school were fairly surprised that I did this, since I was such a Facebook fiend, always commenting on people’s posts and whatnot. My statuses were also better than the usual teen angst garbage that’s commonly associated with my generation; there were only a couple others that wrote out really nice, deep thoughts.
Some even urge me to reactivate my account so that their FB experience wouldn’t be so boring. What’s up with that? I think it’s kind of sad that I’d be the only reason why certain people would have a Facebook. No joke though, a couple people actually told me this, much to my amusement. One friend said he was glad that I deactivated because then he wouldn’t have a reason to use FB anymore.
The move to delete my Facebook was inspired by the two young ladies that I look up to the most. I always try to catch up to them somehow, some way. But also, that Sunday night, I risked failing an assignment because of my procrastination. I figured that it was enough. That will be the last time I stay up that late because I put off doing homework for something that was hardly productive. I would rather have stayed up late because I did something before that made the entire day awesome.
Today I don’t feel so angsty, which is nice. Once I do though, I’ll be sure to make it into something nice for my readers. Or for myself. Working out is always a productive activity.