I have, however, begun to hate the mundane feeling of routine. My life is basically: Pray, Eat, Campus, Study, Sleep. There seems to be no time for creative outlets like playing guitar, writing or even reading at leisure.
2014 is the year of the 21sts - this is supposed to be the prime point of our lives, the times we'll tell our kids about, the "good ol' days" if you will. But right now, I feel like the only story I'll be able to tell my kids is that of early morning studying and Twitter-induced procrastination. And that is hardly the way I want to remember my 21st year.
Initially I thought it may have something to do with the fact that I'm studying in my hometown, staying under my mother's roof, living by her rules and not being allowed to drive her car. But living with my mom isn't like living in a jail - even though I'm the guinea pig in the house, she doesn't restrict me. The lack of a car is a huge bummer, but I have friends with cars and (legitly obtained) licenses. And, by the way, you don't have to live away from home to learn independence; yes, you can learn to look after yourself even if you stay at home.
I then put it down to my degree itself - it is considered by most people to be boring. But I actually enjoy it, mostly because I find it a challenge and there's that sense of satisfaction that comes with knowing that you understand something you didn't easily understand before.
If I look back to my initial statement, however, I know what the answer is. I have an affinity for social media, particularly Twitter. The reason my workload is seemingly long is because I spend about three of the five hours of my tutorial time daydreaming and scrolling through Twitter. Or Facebook. Or MySpace (really, it's that bad). I pass my weekends like that and then wonder why I don't have time to do anything else.
The reason our parents and grandparents have interesting stories to tell us is because they spent their prime time living their lives instead of hiding behind technology. They have 'awww'-worthy tales about how they met their significant other, instead of the stalking tally that occurred before they befriended each other on Facebook . They have shenanigans to tell us about because they got out of the house instead of watching series all weekend.
I've contemplated deactivating Twitter - but cold-turkey tactics will drive me mad. Plus Twitter has a lot of perks and it's home to witty people. So I have decided to make a list of things I need to do everyday before I decide to visit Twitter or any other social network; not just because I like making lists, but because the reward system always works.
Well, let's hope it doesn't prove otherwise. Maybe then I'll have real stories to tell my grandchildren. And you.
If I look back to my initial statement, however, I know what the answer is. I have an affinity for social media, particularly Twitter. The reason my workload is seemingly long is because I spend about three of the five hours of my tutorial time daydreaming and scrolling through Twitter. Or Facebook. Or MySpace (really, it's that bad). I pass my weekends like that and then wonder why I don't have time to do anything else.
The reason our parents and grandparents have interesting stories to tell us is because they spent their prime time living their lives instead of hiding behind technology. They have 'awww'-worthy tales about how they met their significant other, instead of the stalking tally that occurred before they befriended each other on Facebook . They have shenanigans to tell us about because they got out of the house instead of watching series all weekend.
I've contemplated deactivating Twitter - but cold-turkey tactics will drive me mad. Plus Twitter has a lot of perks and it's home to witty people. So I have decided to make a list of things I need to do everyday before I decide to visit Twitter or any other social network; not just because I like making lists, but because the reward system always works.
Well, let's hope it doesn't prove otherwise. Maybe then I'll have real stories to tell my grandchildren. And you.
"Oh, we'll remember this night when we're old and grey, coz in the future, these will be the 'Good ol' Days'." ~ The Script.
