Well today was quite eventful. It started off as any regular day until, when i got to school i realized that I LEFT MY PHONE IN MY DADS CAR! =___= If you dont know me too well, i literally ALWAY have my mobile. Its like and extension of my body =) i am usually no further than 2m from it at all times (Yes i may get cancer) so you can imagine like 7 hours without my phone......

So period one was maths.... i thought i was going to have a mental breakdown, i left empty- my other half was gone- i felt not connected... HAHAHAH im such a drama queen =) So i spent most of that hour moping...

But after that i had economics~ and all the lessons after that weren't so bad =) i kind of got used to it =)

This made me realize the impact of my phone. Today i was in a state of "zen" undisturbed. I am used to getting a text every half hour- interrupting what im doing ( not that i dislike these texts ^^) But life seemed to flow.... uninterrupted.. and in class i was not disturbed..and i remember what my life was like before.

I realsied Today that i use my phone for so many things...

1. Call/ text - The standard kind of stuff, i dont call a lot but i do text alot between like 30-200 texts a day >~<"  

2. Time - without my phone today i had NO SENSE OF TIME! i ahd no idea how long ihad to wait, since i dont wear a watch

3. The date- for a second i forgot what day it was today.

4. Memo pad- When i come across a blog idea or somthing else i need to rmeeber i put it on my phone =)

5. Contacts - i realised today "I DONT KNOW MY PARENTS NUMBER! i only know my home number and my brothers number how gay :/  

6. Music - i had no music to listen too =(

After this ordeal was over a friend of mine said to me:  

 "omg i swear u love that fone more than u love anybody
 (guys and girls put together)"

This got me thinking..... i do care about my phone a lot but i would give it up for the ones i love =)

And then to INVADE my privacy my mum reads my text great justtt great =___= But its okay im alive... just violated D:

Who knew i could become so dependent on a piece of pink plastic?

ill call you later ;)
oxoxox