In today's world when people are getting addicted to tobacco, cocaine, ecstasy, coffee and even chocolate; I brutally and quietly suffered from a different kind of addiction. Facebook! Yes, you might be laughing your a$$ off the chair, but I did and all of you on my facebook friend list suffered the wrath!
Around a year ago I was made aware of this addiction by a fellow sufferer, its termed as FAS (Facebook Addiction Syndrome). While I laughed heartily at him, little did I know that I was to suffer from this sooner or later.
About three months ago, my real life ceased to exist, studies flooded my life, old bonds were too far to fetch and hence I sought the "known" solace on Facebook. I knew the people, there was no "new" akwardness (the old akwardness sufficed :P ). Slowly, it became a habit, too much of it!
Yesterday, with the onset of upcoming papers I realised what's going on, and decided to take charge. Till my exams get over, i.e. the 18th January,2009, I take recluse from Facebook.
Its been 24 hours since I had last logged on. And its not that simple.
On a daily basis, I wake up, check and respond to my notifications. Log in every now and then and reply to the posts etcetera etcetera. Today not having done that, it feels like I didn't do something, that was due to me. Man is a creature of habit, and for an ex-BIT-ian lazying around comes more than naturally. And when you combine the two, it indeed gets quite lethal! Every now and then when I get bored I feel like logging in, more like what the smokers state as "Sutta-break". I guess more or less all of us are hooked on to it, but without being freaked out about it like me, or may be I did get a bit hyperactive! :P
On the plus side, I did get a surplus of time. I updated my blog site, read my fellow bloggers blogs, saw new videos, played a few rounds of Counter Strike. Just like the old life. :)
Lets see how many more days do I last.
And you know what perhaps is the saddest or best part is?
The fact that when you people reply to this on Facebook,all those snickery,sarcastic and cocky comments that you'll post, I'll have no clue!What-so-ever!
Curiosity always gets to me, so hoping that curiosity doesn't kill the DOG ( HATE cats! ) this time, at least!
So long, farewell.... :)
[P.S. : LMAO! It reads like a log entry of a hardcore drug addict!}
Around a year ago I was made aware of this addiction by a fellow sufferer, its termed as FAS (Facebook Addiction Syndrome). While I laughed heartily at him, little did I know that I was to suffer from this sooner or later.
About three months ago, my real life ceased to exist, studies flooded my life, old bonds were too far to fetch and hence I sought the "known" solace on Facebook. I knew the people, there was no "new" akwardness (the old akwardness sufficed :P ). Slowly, it became a habit, too much of it!
Yesterday, with the onset of upcoming papers I realised what's going on, and decided to take charge. Till my exams get over, i.e. the 18th January,2009, I take recluse from Facebook.
Its been 24 hours since I had last logged on. And its not that simple.
On a daily basis, I wake up, check and respond to my notifications. Log in every now and then and reply to the posts etcetera etcetera. Today not having done that, it feels like I didn't do something, that was due to me. Man is a creature of habit, and for an ex-BIT-ian lazying around comes more than naturally. And when you combine the two, it indeed gets quite lethal! Every now and then when I get bored I feel like logging in, more like what the smokers state as "Sutta-break". I guess more or less all of us are hooked on to it, but without being freaked out about it like me, or may be I did get a bit hyperactive! :P
On the plus side, I did get a surplus of time. I updated my blog site, read my fellow bloggers blogs, saw new videos, played a few rounds of Counter Strike. Just like the old life. :)
Lets see how many more days do I last.
And you know what perhaps is the saddest or best part is?
The fact that when you people reply to this on Facebook,all those snickery,sarcastic and cocky comments that you'll post, I'll have no clue!What-so-ever!
Curiosity always gets to me, so hoping that curiosity doesn't kill the DOG ( HATE cats! ) this time, at least!
So long, farewell.... :)
[P.S. : LMAO! It reads like a log entry of a hardcore drug addict!}
