8:30 am, April 20th 2013, the phone rang.
“Jack, this is Lucy. Will you go to Picnic Day with us?”
“Uh…actually I have not got up yet… I slept late last night, so I am afraid I can’t go. Sorry about that, but I still can see your guys’ pictures on Facebook. That’s also fun.” I said with an unclear voice.
“Oh, that is too bad. So have a nice sleep then.” Lucy said disappointedly.
“Yeah, yeah, ok. Don’t forget to take pictures and upload them!”
“Oh, no problem, I will. Good bye.”
After the conversation, I fell asleep soon again.
11:30 am, April 20th 2013.
I slowly woke up. I watched the time and thought it was not early. So I got up, brushed my teeth and had some bread for lunch. I cannot remember how many times that I got up so late. But I couldn’t control myself not to update and view Facebook late at night. So I always sleep late at night and get up late. Because of the irregular time schedule, I missed lots of meetings, such as hiking, picnic, and many other interesting events. But I do not think it is a pity, all of my friends will take a lot of pictures of their activities and upload them to Facebook. So I can know what happened during the parties and I think it is a much more convenient and comfortable way to have fun looking at the screen rather than participate in the activities.
“U really won’t come?” A message from Lucy.
“No, have fun and enjoy urselves.” I replied without hesitation.
It was quite silly for that person to ask you again and again whether you would come or not. “Once is enough,” I think, “It is not a big deal at all.”
11:30 pm, April 20th, 2013
“Hey, Jack, I have uploaded the pictures! U can see it now. The parade was so interesting, u should have come.” Lucy texted me.
“Oh, that’s great. I will go and have look.” I replied quite joyfully, since I thought I would enjoy the pictures taken by them.
I opened the Facebook page and easily found out the pictures uploaded by Lucy. Oh, there are 81 pictures. Quite a lot, I think. They are all about hot girls dancing, the orchestra, the wagons, the crowds. I felt a little bored and did not think these pictures are interesting enough to grasp my attention. Maybe I’d better look for something else.
As soon as I decided to close the page of the pictures, my phone rang.
“Hi, Jack! What do you think of Picnic Day?” It is Lucy, again.
“Uh…it was …it was good…actually I think it was not as interesting as you said.” I hesitated if I should tell her the truth.
“Oh, really? You should have come! It is much more interesting to attend the event than just look at the pictures. What a pity!” But her voice sounded very cheerful. She must still be absorbed in her wonderful experience and have no mind to be regretful for my absence.
“Never mind. Maybe I am not very fond of this kind of event.” I said casually.
“But you used to…”
“…well…it is late, maybe you should go to sleep now. Bye.”
“Ok, bye. Don’t go to bed too late.”
01:00 am, April 21st, 2013
Though it was already early in the morning, I did not want to go to sleep at all. I continued updating Facebook and searched for pictures or statuses that can interest me, and looked at the commentaries at Lucy’s picture time to time. People looked like they really had a great time during the day, they commented with light and joyful tones. “The girls were really cool!!!” One commented. “Don’t you think the little dogs were pretty cute?!” “Yeah, of course, especially when they were running.” “What if Jack had come! He would love it!” All of a sudden I was angry. Why did they keep talking about my absence? Did they really care? Why did they seem like showing off while pitying me? I do not need their pity! I do not need to participate! Only Facebook is enough for me.