Monthly Archives: April 2010

Confessions of a Facebook-o-holic

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Ah, the Internet! Such a paradox, isn’t it? On one hand, it’s an incredibly useful tool and makes life so easy for people; you have at your fingertips total access to just about anything: email, shopping, social networking, the news, videos and music, numerous encyclopedias, dictionaries, periodicals, research tools, how-to sites, even e-books. However, on the other hand, you have endless amounts of useless information or websites that lend themselves quite well to…procrastination. And lucky for me, I happen to be a hard-core procrastinator (with or without the help of the Internet).

I claim to work best under pressure, but really, working under pressure is pretty much all I’ve ever known. I wish I could break that habit (and I’m sure if I tried hard enough, I could), but for as far back as I can remember I’ve been a “get it done the night before” kind of girl. Despite the length or importance of my to-do list, I always find something to distract myself with, and for the last few years, it’s been the Internet.

Well, about two weeks ago, I promised myself that I’d temporarily give up any and all “time wasting” internet activities—Facebook, YIM, Sweet, online Tetris (yes, I play online Tetris…don’t judge!) and a few others —in order to increase my daily productivity. How long did I last? Umm…about two days.

Now, I could’ve just given up completely and gone back to my old procrastinating ways. And at first I did. But then last Sunday I was sitting in my living room at about 11pm, staring at Facebook and stressing over the seemingly endless list of stuff that I need to get done between now and the end of the semester, and this bitter feeling of disappointment came over me: Am I really this undisciplined? I can’t even stay away from Facebook, etc. for a few weeks? That’s pretty pathetic.

Upon having this revelation, I quickly ‘IMed’ my friend Sarah who happened to be on Yahoo Instant Messenger at the time:

“Can you do me a huge favor?” I asked. “This is going to sound kind of ridiculous and strange, but if I give you all my login information for my Facebook, YIM, etc., will you log in and change my passwords on each one so I no longer have access to them?” I then explained precisely why I was doing this, and Sarah, lovely person that she is, agreed to help me out without even the slightest bit of hesitation.

So, since Sunday, April 18th, I have not logged on to Facebook, nor have I checked any of the other useless, procrastination-inducing websites that I normally visit. (So if you’re wondering why I haven’t been online as much, now you know!)

How does it feel? Pretty strange. I didn’t realize until I gave it up just how severely addicted I am to Facebook. But if I’m serious about finishing this semester on a strong note, then that’s the measure to which I must go. Of course, I still have my blog, YouTube, and several other online procrastination options, but I’m really going to try to avoid them, at least until finals. Err…well…except for my blog. But I don’t use this thing on a daily basis anyway, so I think I’ll be okay.

So, friends (especially those of you who are currently reading this via Facebook Notes), see you in a few weeks. The end of my college career draws nigh! =)

Nostalgia: a few of my favorite things

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We all have things from our past that still make our hearts smile. Here is my list:

1. Saltwater sandals

Remember these? I had a pair of red ones, and I can still remember frolicking along the shoreline of Matthew’s Beach in them.

2. Canopy beds

I’m pretty sure that most of my friends were jealous of me and my lovely canopy bed.

3. Saved by the Bell

When I first entered high school, I remember thinking, “What?! This isn’t at all like SBtB!” Okay, fine, so I never thought that. But still! This was quality entertainment, folks. =)

4. Fake leather “pleather” pants

Umm…no comment. The picture explains it all.

5. The Little Mermaid

What’s not to love about a half girl/half fish princess who sings well and gets the hunky stud of her dreams? However, in retrospect, there’s plenty to NOT love about this particular Disney flick. Thank you, Lit. Theory, for pointing out the REAL story of The Little Mermaid. Ha!

In other news, does anyone else think that Prince Eric and Tom Welling share a resemblance? Take a look:

Okay, moving on…

6. PAX 217

These boys were my obsession during high school! If they were around today, they’d still be my favorite. And let me just be honest: I’m still mourning over the fact that they broke up. :-/

7. The Boxcar Children book series by G.C. Warner

Mrs.Walla, my second grade teacher, used to read this to her class on a daily basis, during “free time.”  And I remember getting so wrapped up in the boxcar children’s adventures. I also remember feeling terribly jealous of my friend Steven, who always seemed to win the class coloring contests. Darn you, Steven!

8. The Seattle Supersonics

R.I.P., my beloved basketball team. *sniff*

9. Super Nintendo

I don’t care what the hardcore gamers say; Super Nintendo is still the best gaming system ever invented!

10. Smallville

What’s that you say? This show is still on? Nope. Not as far as I’m concerned. You see, once upon a time, there was Smallville…back when The WB still existed. Now there’s simply the cheap, low-budget soap opera crap that The CW thinks is Smallville. (It’s really just ‘The Hois and Clark Show.’)

Life lessons from an old cliché.

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“Absence makes the heart grow fonder.” <– An overused cliché, yes, but it’s true.

Since it was Good Friday and Easter this weekend, I decided to go to the services at Westgate Chapel. I hadn’t been there in, oh, maybe a year? Perhaps longer? But I really wanted to attend church with my family this weekend.

As expected, it felt strange and kind of surreal to walk through those doors again. But more than anything, it felt familiar and safe. For the first time since I’d left the church, I realized how much I’ve missed it. Over the last few months, I have visited a handful of churches, but while I was sitting in my seat this morning, this newfound appreciation for my old church suddenly snuck up and overwhelmed me. I sat there, thinking a number of thoughts, but mostly the following two:

First, no one delivers a sermon like Pastor Alec. I’m sure if he read this, he’d reprimand me for saying that; he’s just the type of guy who wants as little recognition for himself as possible. (I love him for that!) He realizes his role—to be a messenger of God’s Word to God’s people—and does whatever he can to stay within the boundaries of that role…NO self-glory involved. But man, I’m tellin’ ya! I don’t know what it is (other than the obvious anointing of the Holy Spirit), but that man has a serious gift. God has truly called him to preach the Word. And he does an amazing job of fulfilling that calling. So hearing him speak again—and not through an online podcast—was a great delight.

Second, it feels good to be home. Truth be told, this particular thought caught me off-guard. I don’t know, I guess I was just so convinced that I didn’t belong at Westgate anymore. But today, it just felt right to be there.

This isn’t to say that I’m suddenly going to drop my commitment to Westside and come running back to Westgate. I truly enjoy Westside. And I believe that God took me there for a reason. But today served as an eye-opener of sorts; it proved to me that (a) I was harboring bitterness towards Westgate, even though I had convinced myself that I wasn’t. (Denial much?) (b) It also confirmed for me the fact that God has helped me to finally let go of that bitterness. In other words, I guess I finally admitted that I had certain negative feelings towards my old church, and in return, the Lord helped me overcome those feelings. Thus, I felt safe and very much at home again and was able to actually appreciate the service.

Basically, today gave me the closure that I needed in terms of my relationship with Westgate Chapel. ‘Cause that’s really what it is: a type of relationship. And from now on, instead of dancing a dance of avoidance and pretending that Westgate’s a stranger in my life, I can say, “Hello, friend. It’s good to see you again.” This attitude could not have developed in my heart if it weren’t for my absence from Westgate (and God’s work in my heart, of course). So, while the statement is cliché, it nonetheless rings true: absence really does make the heart grow fonder.

P.S. I was able to bring a couple of friends to church with me. That was a lot of fun! They both seemed to enjoy the service, too. =)