Hello people of the internet,
It’s Friday! You know what that means… That’s right, revision and a quiet night in!
Seriously I can’t wait for this to end so I can actually re-gain my personality, and not continue to be a boring fuck. Not having any phone data, or internet at home makes it difficult to make plans with people anyway. I guess it gives me an excuse to get off of my ass and go to uni.
So my phone is due to be sent off for repair which means I’ll be going off the grid for a week or two soon. To be honest with you guys, I’m kind of looking forward to it, no phone = no worries. The whole thing has really made me think about just how much I use my phone. I constantly find myself reaching to check it, and realizing that I have no internet (Man we had it rough before). It also forces you to engage with the reality of a situation, how many times has a conversation in a room gone stale, and you’ve just pulled out your phone and scrolled through Facebook to avoid the awkwardness?
Just like everything these days, mobile phone overuse can lead to quite a few mental and physical problems. The constant thinking about your phone increases your levels of cortisol (stress hormone), especially if you can hear it ringing but can’t answer it. The bright light from the screen before bedtime promotes wakefulness, making it difficult to sleep.
Honestly there’s a lot of bad shit that phones do to you, try to have a break from it every once in a while, I’m sure you’ll feel better for it!
I hope you have had a good weekend, and I apologise for not posting yesterday. Kyle came to visit on Sunday and stayed the night. We chilled all day Monday, got a little messed up, and recorded a pod cast (check it out on the videos tab of facebook) so by the time he left, I was way too drunk to write.
Anyway I was at a party on Saturday and it was one of my brothers friend’s birthday. They were all around the age of 30+. Me being only 20 I felt a little out of place, like I was being judged by them, as if my opinion on things didn’t matter because I hadn’t experienced as much as them. This stopped me sharing and contributing my ideas, I mean I didn’t wanna be shut down by people older than me. Turns out this was all in my head and I was being paranoid. After a few bevs, I was having some pretty deep conversations with another guy about humanity and how mushrooms could be used to broaden peoples mindsets.
My point is; how many of our insecurities that prevent us acting normally are in our heads? For me, the biggest thing is what people might think about what I’m about to say. This is such a ridiculous thing that gets me all the time. After all, your ideas are your own, and you should never change them to please other people.
At the end of the day people can only please themselves, and you can’t change the way they feel.
Okay, I gotta get back to the programming grind. I love you all.