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So there's about a week left in Lent, and as the day that I can finally go on Facebook draws nearer, the harder it is to resist and cope with not knowing who's written on my wall or what pictures have been tagged of me (not that I can go on anyways). I wonder why the last stretch always seems like the hardest. I've considered a couple times to bail out early, because I didn't take Resurrection Sundays, so technically, I'm doing more than 40 days of Lent. I think it's because of how ridiculously bored I get. I still can't believe how blotting out one part of my life can give me so much time on my hands, and while I vowed to fill up that time with more wholesome things like guitar, devos and actually focusing on one thing at a time, I admittedly have picked up a bad habit of watching How I Met Your Mother while I do my homework. It's only because I finished The Office..... Anyways, I've spent the past few weeks saying a quick prayer to God everytime I get the urge to check my Facebook, usually, because someone asks me when I'm going to upload something or accept an invite to an event or brings up my disconnection with the world just to spite me... or my inner-Jancy gets curious enough to have the desire to creep someone. That prayer goes something like this: "Dear Jesus, I know my excruciating boredom is nothing compared to your excruciating suffering on the cross. Please help me remember that. Amen." I think I can relate to Him more after this experience (I'm totally kidding). One thing for sure is that I am going to make some permanent changes after this, such as not making Facebook my homepage and leaving it opened on my computer screen 24 hours a day... Yeah, it's terrible.
Anyways, I'm almost there!!!