"I look nice today. A pleasant change from my usual self-deprecation I seem to carry around with me; like Stephen Wheatley, in Michael Frayn's novel 'Spies.' Anyway it won't last long; my happiness that is. I'm pretty miserable. Actually I look nice from a far. As long I am just a blur I'll always be attractive; which is why, when I look in mirrors I habitually take off my glasses. I'm really blind.
The weather has been quite glorious today, and I hear it's supposed to continue for sometime. I do hope so; I've only a week left off the Easter holidays to make the most of whatever nice weather we have. It actually went to 25 °C today; I observed this whilst I was out on my driving lesson, which went well actually." --an extract from my journal.
Yes, I do keep a journal. It is definitely a great way to keep myself from the Internet, which I am a prisoner off. Sad but true. But I'm trying to change my ways. I've deactivated my Facebook; inspired by 'The Cyber Celibacy of a Facebook Fiend' --an excellent blog by the way; highly recommended.
Anyway, I also am guilty of possessing a Twitter account. Yeah, yeah I know. Someone like me has no right to find myself on such sites; but I was caught up in the excitement that is 'tweeting what I did today,' which I guess is somewhat like blogging, but shorter. (Tumblr is in between the two). Back to trying to get away from the netizen I am, I am trying extremely hard to wean myself from the Internet. So far, so good. It's been three days now since I've logged onto Facebook; and actually I've taken this change quite well. No withdrawal symptoms. Nothing. It's like it never existed.
Right I do have to run (literally). I'm going to Doncaster at 4:43(!) and I still have not packed. I haven't even showered. I do bring shame to all females, and for that I apologise.
Bye guys!
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