I spend a lof of time at my computer, I’ll start by admitting that–maybe I sohuld do other stuff.
I don’t know, should I?
Personally, I think it’s up to one self to decide what you spend your time doing. I mean, it’s your life–if you decide to go and waste it all by computing or juggling 24/7, shouldn’t you be allowed to?
My great passions happen to be such stuff as computing, IRC’ing, creating websites, IM’ing and the like, as those are things I really like, and enjoy doing.
Sure, I’m just fifteen, what do I know about life? On the other hand, maybe I should be doing other stuff, but I honestly don’t know what.
This has come to my attention due to increasing pressure from my mum who insists I should really reduce my time at the computer–greatly, and participate in family stuff, and, really, I’m a hundred percent cool with that. I really hate to say this, but I really find it hard to disengage at times., though I’m not addicted to computing as such, I just feel bored with most other activities.
Sure I’ve thought of sports, and that really worked for almost a year (January ‘05 - January ‘06), when I took up Judo.
I did reach yellow belt, which was a great personal achievement for me. However, I got bored with it in the end, and I decided to let it go.
One thing is cutting computing time off for me: my job.
It’s difficult–almost too difficult at times–but it robs me 6-9 hours a week, and I get paid for it at the same time (well, duh!).
But when you look at it in the context… 6 or even 9 hours isn’t a lot, when I use my computer for an average of 7-8 hours on a normal day and up to 14 hours now I’m on holiday from school, 6 or 9 hours just isn’t enough.
Yes, I do want to take up sports again–I really do–but I’m having trouble finding something I’d be really passionate about.
I’ve been thinking of diving for some time, but not only is it very expensive, I also have acute agoraphobia (fear of wide open spaces, if you don’t wish to read the whole Wikipedia article), which kind of messes it up for me; I’d probably freeze up if I were to ever dive on the open sea.
A thing I really like, however, is reading. I love reading. I recently finished the masterpiece Nineteen-eightyfour by George Orwell. My only problem when it comes to reading is… I’m very, very picky about what books I choose to read.
Oh well, I haven’t actually referred to the title of this post except for the very first paragraph, so here goes:
Sure, perhaps I really should take up another hobby or interest–but it’s still my time.
Why can’t I just be me? I’d really appreciate your comments and thoughts on this.
Lasse Havelund on August 1st 2006 in Miscellaneous