Last night, I realised I was stressed. So I did what I always do when I am stressed.
I went on 9gag.
And then an hour went by. Then another one. Then another one. And another one. Aaand then it was morning. Yes. I spent all night on 9gag and I am not ashamed.
Then I rolled out of bed and had to go to class. I was irritated all day, barely awake in class. But best of all, I had missed a deadline.
*That afternoon after school:*
Le me: I wonder what’s new on 9gag today
*goes on 9gag and looks at posts for an hour until realising that those are yesterday’s posts*
Le me: aargh. Lets go to Buzzfeed.
*spends two hours on Buzzfeed*
I know this is counterproductive, but I do it the next day, with variations on the routine. Some days I spend time on Instagram seeing the latest in filter technology. Other days its College Humor or The Oatmeal.
Then there’s the king of all stress-relieving webistes: The Useless Web
I just had an epiphany. What if the reason I need to go on 9gag is 9gag itself? It makes sense.
I spend all night on 9gag, then miss class, then get Saturday prep, then get stressed, then go on Buzzfeed.
This needs to stop.
But life is never that deep. #YOLO