[Everyone’s got a vice, a bad habit, something they know they need to change. Unfortunately, everyone also has a million excuses why they just can’t do it. Not anymore. Every month we will be following a different CollegeCandy writer as she takes on a personal challenge. This month we’re following Ariel as she, GASP, quits Facebook. She made it through her first week, despiter her body shutting down (no, for real). She was fine during week numero dos, even feeling a sense of freedom. And now? Not so much.]
I have a confession to make.
Week 3 has been extremely rough. I was preparing to move back into my apartment and start my senior year of college, avoiding the dreaded g-word that happens at the end of the best four years of a person’s life. I wanted to know who was coming back when. Even more importantly, I wanted to know who would be throwing down the hardest during Syllabus week.
So I caved.
I convinced one of my friends at home to conveniently leave her page open on her laptop when I was over. (What a good friend, feeding my addiction.) I was like a drug-addict who had busted out of rehab after only 13 days. The Lindsay Lohan of Facebook if you will.
And it was a total let down.
She doesn’t go to the same school as I do. I was scrolling through pages of people I didn’t even know. I could go on my profile page but couldn’t see notifications or messages or events. I couldn’t see if anyone exciting wanted to be my friend. We don’t even have that many mutual friends. The people I really wanted to check up on had those ridiculous privacy settings where you can’t even search for their names. I was blue-balled by Facebook.
But it still felt sooooooo good.
So now I’m counting down the seconds until midnight on August 31st like it’s my 21st birthday. Let’s hope I can go these next 11 days with another minor breakdown. I can’t see these going well. AT ALL.