So– my first blog. I’ve finally entered the world of social networking.
I’ve never done anything like this before and am excited to see how it goes. I’m excited to learn- especially about social media and things of that nature in terms of PR. I’m good with technology in general– but really who isn’t, of this generation? in this day and age?
However, I’m still getting used to this public publishing of my thoughts, ideas and pieces of me somewhere for all to see.
It’s always a shocking fact when I tell people that I have yet to get a Facebook.
Yes, Yes. I know, I know. You can’t believe it either and wonder how I survive without one.
Well, I’ve had to live the past few years with the wisdom that I’m just gonna have to be outside of the loop about certain things. I’ve gotten really good on relying on my friends to fill me in.
So why don’t I have one?
Well, it’s partially because in the past I was forbidden by my parents to get one– as much as it has annoyed me at times, I fully realize and appreciate the wisdom of their decision. Now, there are two things holding me back from advancing into the vast world of social networking: the desire to honor and respect my parents’ desires for me and myself.
Am I “scared”?
You see, I have a habit of getting distracted very easily. I somehow tend to welcome distraction. This is because I get bored with any academic activity that I work on for more than 1 hour… Ok, who am I kidding? Let’s go with, longer than 30 minutes. And this is a problem because as a perfectionist, my work for something plain and simple may take a couple hours longer than any normal person.
Why is this?
Well its simple, really: I have an addiction to detail. And I mean, perfect detail. And it is SO time-consuming.
It’s a gift/strength that often comes back and bites me as a weakness. (By strength, I mean that I’m really good at spotting errors and making a paper or project flawless when I am given the right amount of time.)
So I’ll have an assignment that should take only an hour however for me, with my wonderful habits, takes hours. Add my slow but detailed work patterns to the fact that I get bored and want to be entertained and distracted from the inevitable of needing to finish before the deadline AND any procrastination you’d care to throw into the mix and you’ve got a bad and often maddening situation.
If you didn’t catch that I’ll make it a bit more simple:
Slow, Detailed Work + Time Spent Being Distracted + Procrastination =
A sure great recipe for panic and disaster and many, many late nights!
I'm very accustomed to drowsy late nights, wracking my brain for words, in front of a computer screen, a cup of lukewarm coffee in hand.
I’ve gotten much better this year, rejecting more distractions, saving them for a time when I can afford them. I have gained an understanding that I am a dealer of my 24 hours and that wisdom is in order on how to properly distribute and prioritize.
I’m still working on the slow-but steady work part thought. I trust that one day, this addiction for perfection will be gladly appreciated and desired in my profession. People like me are needed and greatly appreciated somewhere, I’m sure.
Anyway, my point for launching into that whole spiel is this: I’m nervous that if I take on Facebook, it will just be another distraction for me to deal with, keeping me from the things that I really should be doing (i.e. Homework, Studying, Sleeping, Jesus-time, Reading, Writing, etc.).
Sometimes I feel left out and unconnected from my friends but I’ve gotten used to it for the most part. It’s kinda’ hard every once and a while though, because I am the type of person, I like to get to know people and be aware of whats going on, and I tend to open up more behind a pen, or a keyboard (in this case), better than face-to-face.
But I believe that there is a time for everything, maybe even a Facebook.
It’s just like when I started to drive. I started practicing and driving noticeably later than all of my friends, because for the longest time I wasn’t ready. Plus I4 simply terrified me!
But there came a time when I was ready. I suddenly just knew. My time of waiting and preparing to become a driver was finished. Between the ages of 15 and 18, you grow and mature in your thinking, judgment and awareness. You go from child to adult… hopefully. 🙂
Anyway these extra years of growth brought me a new wisdom to be behind the wheel.
Now I believe that because of that acquired maturity, I have been a very good driver from the beginning. Even though I don’t have as many years of experience as my friends do, I don’t feel like I lost any opportunities because I waited and didn’t start when my friends did. (Now I’m not saying this applies to anyone but myself. At 15 or 16, I just wasn’t ready to get my permit.)
So I hold to the principle that maturity and readiness comes with time. Patience for certain things is well worth it.
Coming here to SEU, I’ve learned a lot about myself and what I hold to be truth in the depths of my being.
But that’s what’s college is for right? To finally grow up, get away from the safe umbrella of your parents and their own ideas? Now enabling you– and almost forcing you–to now be able to formulate and stand up on your own ideas and figure out who you are and what you, as your own individual, hold to be absolute in the depths of your being?
One of biggest things I’ve learned– or suddenly realized– is that time is so precious. It goes by so fast and as I said, I use up time like a Hummer guzzles up Diesel.
I’ve realized that the choices I make with how I spend my time are so important for the next day, for the week, and maybe even occasionally for later that month. I never know what’s going to pop up and surprise me, and need my time.
Creating, and keeping, good habits go hand-in-hand with the above realization. I’ve always known this to be true but with moving here on my own without my parents encouragements and daily scheduling, the gravity of this concept slapped me in the face.
I found how easy it was to get very, VERY lazy, or think that you can do it all. Making wise choices, having priorities and allotting proper time for everything important (and due!), then learning to wait for later to do the extra fun stuff, is a concept I’m still working on getting down.
But at the same time allowing for special exceptions to go enjoy yourself and your friends at the right times.
Because that’s another reason for college: having fun and making memories with people you’ve come to love.