I deleted my Facebook account

Yes, I know, after my previous post you would tend to believe I'm really a moron and/or in a 'let's delete everything' suicidal mission.
Actually, it's neither of those. I deleted my Facebook account and I did it on purpose. On a side note, with all the 'are you sure' questions asked by Facebook, you really really have to want to do it. Not like my stupid tool to book and cancel my business trips. Anyway, back to the initial statement: Hello, my name is ...(who cares?) and I deleted my Facebook account.
First thing I have to say is that I am not missing it at all. So maybe it was not such a brave gesture as I thought, I was not even addicted.
Then, a question (I'm good at those) keeps popping into my mind: why? Why did I do it?

And this morning, on my way to work, I think I grasped a small part of the answer (actually two):

• I like doing things "wrong" - aka not the same as the rest of the world (being a tiny bit of a rebel, in my own way, because I am so damn boring and conventional in 99.9% of my life).
• Facebook is like TV. And I.hate.TV.

I know, it might be a weird statement, but really... did you ever think about it that way? Facebook makes you read and watch what other people want you to read and watch. It just takes away your freedom to choose what news, blog, music, pictures... you name it, you actually want to see.I know it's supposed to be about "following" friends, family and people who actually mean something to you. But it kind of doesn't. It goes chaotic and very much 'spam' like and in the end it absorbs your energy and your enthusiasm to actually go and look for something interesting on the www.
Same as my friend-colleague who regularly calls me a moron (because I am one and because she loves me), I love Internet. But I just don't get Facebook.
And I deleted my Facebook account. Statement made. Right?