I dont miss facebook

after nearly 2 months of being off facebook, I realised that there really isn’t much to miss about facebook. I feel much less like a stalker now without fb and there are so many things that I’ve been able to do with my spare time (if any at all!) like finish up a couple of novels and whatnot. sometimes when I’m being stubborn and keeping away from work I spend time on the internet surfing news and friends’ blogs, but there’s only so much to that. so after awhile I run out of things tosurf and.. I’m back to work. whereas with facebook it’s a different story. the stalking goes on and on- you link from one friend’s page to another, it’s endless.

if it wasn’t for the sake of keeping in touch with my friends on the other side of the world (of whose only method of contact is through facebook) I don’t think I would ever go back to facebook. anyway the end of school is fast approaching, and the date for my return to the formidable fb is set

on another note, I’m such a blistering idiot. I was reaching for something on my shelf yesterday when I knocked over my bottle of perfume. and while trying to save the perfume I knocked my bronzing powder off the shelf. of all the nice soft carpeted areas around it had to hit the stone hard bottom of the closet… CRAACKK and my closet plus the entire surrounding area was covered in bronze shimmer. not to mention my laptop, readings and notes too, since Ihad shifted my work area from desk to floor for the week.

my work now looks so glitzy and glamourous, but it certainly is NOT