Goodbye social media.

Well, most of it anyway. I've deactivated my Facebook; I'm staying away from Twitter; and I haven't been on Instagram. Typing this blog is the first touch of social media I've had since last night. & I must say, it feels pretty good. I enjoy not having any contact to anyone, really. It has really humbled me. Only two people have noticed that I deactivated my Facebook. Obviously, I have a TON of people who care and keep up with what I do.

On another note, Matthew won't be here until about 11 tonight. so until then, I will be watching TV in sweats with my mom & her boyfriend and I will be reading. 

For those of you who like funny TV shows of people being stupid, you should probably check this out:

This show is on TruTV, and oh my goodness, is it funny! It's about these four guys (Q, Joe, Sal, and Murr) who go out into the public with a headphone and they must take instructions from their friends. The last episode I just watched had them eating produce out of other people's carts in a super market, kissing strangers, acting as photographers to get tips, and interfering with other's conversations. It's too funny. These guys will do just about anything! And the loser after the challenges must do one big challenge (and it's usually pretty embarrassing). This last episode, the loser had to pick his nose on the jumbotron at a baseball game in front of over 7,000 people. 

Yesterday, I read an entire book called Dreamland by Sarah Dessen. It's really good. It's about a girl whose sister disappears and then she tries to forge her own path, but ends up in some trouble. I've read it a couple times, and I really enjoy it. Now, though, I've started re-reading a Nicholas Sparks book. It's called True Believer. 

I know that I've read this before, and I have a slight idea of the plot. But it's been a while, and so I'm excited to read it again. I know it's about this journalist who likes to "debunk the supernatural" who travels to South Carolina to figure out what these apparitions are. But along the way, the journalist falls hopelessly in love with the granddaughter of the town psychic. 

Even though this isn't exactly how I had planned for my New Year's to go, but I guess it isn't too bad. I know that it could be way worse. I could be in the hospital or outside in the snow. So I'll just be thankful. And besides, I'm lucky enough that I get to see another year. (You know, since the Mayans were wrong, ha.)