<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591798959542557307</id><updated>2024-09-05T15:06:30.101-05:00</updated><category term="attention whores"/><category term="bandwagon"/><category term="delete"/><category term="facebook"/><category term="free time"/><category term="insecurity"/><category term="jealousy"/><category term="technology"/><title type='text'>BabbLn</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babbln.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591798959542557307/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babbln.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591798959542557307.post-9218582362019986893</id><published>2012-02-08T18:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T18:46:39.624-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="attention whores"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bandwagon"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="delete"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="facebook"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="free time"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="insecurity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jealousy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="technology"/><title type='text'>I Deleted Facebook...for 3 days</title><content type='html'>Well, it all started when I saw a link on Yahoo! (which I browse through everyday) about a guy who deleted his Facebook and actually withdrew himself from the world of technology (no cell phone, internet, tv). You can read the story &lt;a href=&quot;http://news.yahoo.com/90-days-without-cell-phone-email-social-media-015300257.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I found his story to be somewhat out of the ordinary for I guess a &quot;normal&quot; person of our society today. How could you go 3 months without technology,&amp;nbsp; let alone just Facebook? The guy had so much more time for meaningful things in life and had time that was accounted for, and I was envious.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well I gave myself a pep-talk and decided, &quot;I could go without Facebook forever!&quot; I thought it would be in my best interest as well, considering that I spend hours a day on it. Most of which are spent at work because it gets so boring at my desk job in the evenings. I&#39;m sure as well, everyone&#39;s read the negative-Nancy comments on their news feed, quotes/song lyrics, or seen repeated pictures of that one attention whore who keeps posting phone pictures of herself. I&#39;m definitely sick of that I thought, and sick of being that person who adds someone just because we have 20 mutual friends so I must know them. I found myself going through a list of love/hate reasons to quit the site. I came to the conclusion that it had made me way more insecure than before I had started using it. Between seeing girls with bigger boobs, darker skin, a nice car, etc, my self esteem was going to an all time low! &lt;br /&gt;
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So what was stopping me before? It all seemed to come down to the fact that I didn&#39;t want to lose the pictures and videos I had spent so much time uploading. Then I figured out how to download a copy of all my files (including messages, comments, friends) and decided now was the time to go through with the deletion (especially if I ever wanted to spend time on things more productive). By the way, Facebook makes it extremely annoying to do this process, it is very lengthy. So I copied all these files to a disk (after having to download a CD burning program.) and went through with the deletion. To my surprise a page popped up saying so and so will miss you if you go! Which were basically people that I hadn&#39;t talked to. Man, way to put me through a guilt trip there fb!&lt;br /&gt;
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I get home that night from my boring timeshare desk job and my boyfriends immediately thinks I&#39;m nuts. He goes on and on about how my family is on there and how I wont be able to keep in contact with anybody. I reassured him that it was for the greater good for myself, I&#39;ll have my quality time with him, etc. It felt good not checking my Facebook on my way home from work either, or checking it again when I got home. Wow, that makes me sound like an addict! That night happened to be Superbowl Sunday and of course people where asking if I saw this and that on Facebook, or asking why I deleted it. Half of them seemed shocked and the other half looked as if &quot;oh she&#39;ll come back&quot;. I was very confident in my decisions to delete it and happy I was not part of the fb bandwagon anymore. The night went on and I never even picked up my phone. No one wants to be that guy at a party who&#39;s face is balls deep in his own phone, surrounded by friends. I was pretty proud of myself when I went home. I had gone a whole day without going on it.&lt;br /&gt;
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The next day I was off of work and actually was very productive between cleaning, working out, studying and playing with my dog outside. It was a walk in the park it seemed like. Well Tuesday comes around and I go to log into my Spotify account, which then says I need to log in through Facebook. Then I realized, &quot;Shit I have almost everything linked though my Facebook log in!&quot; I&#39;m also an avid Tosh.0 Blog fan, and when it came to logging into that, same problem. So I came to the conclusion, make new accounts for all of these websites/apps that I use linked through Facebook, or just log into the damn thing. Well my hypocritical side took over, and I was once again sucked into the black hole. This time though I thought, I&#39;m going to have way more self control and not be taken in by all the jealousies, drama, and insecurities the site brings. Also, being that I&#39;m majoring in CIT, I&#39;m always going to be around technology, so I may as well keep it for networking. So I started first by deleting a huge chunk of the 550 friends I had, which was anything but easy! By that I mean it was a bitch to go through and click each profile and delete, versus the easier way of doing things with the old Facebook layout (I have timeline). So I weed through all these people and delete people whom have never talked to me in three years, or at all. My remaining number is 281. Wow. It felt good that I cut out all of the creepy people I knew that just added me to surf through my pictures. I also went ahead and did an entire overhaul on my profile and hid more things.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn&#39;t go through with the whole deletion completely, but I have cut down on my time on there about 75% (no joke) just by taking all the bull crap off and the temptations of browsing through random people&#39;s albums. I&#39;ve also decided to invest my time into something more &quot;me&quot;. That&#39;s why I started this blog here, 1 day after my reactivation, to not share all of my inner thoughts and funny pictures on there and share them to people that will care. I will though keep praying that one day, just one day everyone will convert to Google+. But only the cool people, el oh el.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babbln.blogspot.com/feeds/9218582362019986893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babbln.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-deleted-facebookfor-3-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591798959542557307/posts/default/9218582362019986893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591798959542557307/posts/default/9218582362019986893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babbln.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-deleted-facebookfor-3-days.html' title='I Deleted Facebook...for 3 days'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>