What I Learned In 48 Hours Without My iPhone

What I Learned In 48 Hours Without My iPhone

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As of right this second, my beloved iPhone 6 Plus is not working. It's been like this for about two days now, and I feel like I am losing my marbles. It's always been obvious to myself and to the people who know me, that my phone is my security blanket. Its like having all of your friends right in your pocket and you're never alone.

Here's what I've learned in the past 48 hours.

1. Siri is my new BFF

"Siri, call mom", "Siri, call Josh", "Siri, dial 867-5309". She's probably annoyed with me by now.

2. I finally figured out how to Facebook messenger works on an actual computer screen.

"Hey, I saw you texted me but my phones being dumb so I need to reply to you on here,". I've typed that exact sentence at least 10 times today.

3. I've learned where all of the AT&T stores in my area are, and how many of them have the iPhone 7 Plus in stock.

I'm coming for that rose gold.

4. Twitter messages are also a thing used to communicate

"I saw you sent me a Snapchat but I cant open it because, again, my phone is being dumb,". I've also said that at least twice today.

5. Car rides to and from work are boring when I can't listen to my Spotify playlists

Songs You Should Be Listening To: Volumes 1 & 2 are available now.

6. You panic over the thought of not being able to give your friends the live play by play of your day

How am I going to let my friends know when I see a cute dog?

7. Procrastinating becomes much more difficult to do

Because scrolling through Social Media on your laptop just isn't the same.

All in all, everything will be fine, I'm due for an upgrade and hopefully I can keep my head on about it for another day. This has been the realest struggle, and I know that if I can over come this, I can over come everything.


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To The Friends I Won't Talk To After High School

I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.


So, for the last four years I’ve seen you almost everyday. I’ve learned about your annoying little brother, your dogs and your crazy weekend stories. I’ve seen you rock the awful freshman year fashion, date, attend homecoming, study for AP tests, and get accepted into college.

Thank you for asking me about my day, filling me in on your boy drama and giving me the World History homework. Thank you for complimenting my outfits, laughing at me presenting in class and listening to me complain about my parents. Thank you for sending me your Quizlets and being excited for my accomplishments- every single one of them. I appreciate it all because I know that soon I won’t really see you again. And that makes me sad. I’ll no longer see your face every Monday morning, wave hello to you in the hallways or eat lunch with you ever again. We won't live in the same city and sooner or later you might even forget my name.

We didn’t hang out after school but none the less you impacted me in a huge way. You supported my passions, stood up for me and made me laugh. You gave me advice on life the way you saw it and you didn’t have to but you did. I think maybe in just the smallest way, you influenced me. You made me believe that there’s lots of good people in this world that are nice just because they can be. You were real with me and that's all I can really ask for. We were never in the same friend group or got together on the weekends but you were still a good friend to me. You saw me grow up before your eyes and watched me walk into class late with Starbucks every day. I think people like you don’t get enough credit because I might not talk to you after high school but you are still so important to me. So thanks.

With that said, I truly hope that our paths cross one day in the future. You can tell me about how your brothers doing or how you regret the college you picked. Or maybe one day I’ll see you in the grocery store with a ring on your finger and I’ll be so happy you finally got what you deserved so many guys ago.

And if we ever do cross paths, I sincerely hope you became everything you wanted to be. I hope you traveled to Italy, got your dream job and found the love of your life. I hope you have beautiful children and a fluffy dog named Charlie. I hope you found success in love before wealth and I hope you depended on yourself for happiness before anything else. I hope you visited your mom in college and I hope you hugged your little sister every chance you got. She’s in high school now and you always tell her how that was the time of your life. I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.

And hey, maybe I’ll see you at the reunion and maybe just maybe you’ll remember my face. If so, I’d like to catch up, coffee?



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I Use My Phone To Write, Ask Me Anything

12-year-old me would be disappointed.


I use my phone as much as the next young adult but I don't use it for reasons beyond social media. I check my accounts, YouTube, music and maybe reply to emails. I don't use it for school work, work in general, or even side projects. It's become such a norm to use my laptop that I convinced myself I need it in order to do work that needs to be done.

I use to write around 300 words a day before I was given my first laptop. I wrote stories and blog posts every week for my small group of readers. Writing on a phone wasn't easy but it was the only way I could read stories and write to them as well.

Since I first got a laptop, I stopped using my phone as a way to write. My laptop was more accessible and it was easier to catch mistakes. It made more sense to look for a larger screen. The con side was that because it became more accessible, I didn't feel such a weight to write.

I wasn't writing stories so much as I was writing a blog post and strange poems. My mind was too into reality with all of high school and college that fairytales could only be explored through other people's stories.

Recently I was left without a laptop at my disposal but my major is a huge reason I continue to have to constantly write. I have to grow with my writings and expand my thoughts from what I learn and what I realize about myself. For a long time now, I convinced myself that my laptop was my only way to accomplish a task. I had completely forgotten that I have the world at my fingertips with just a tap of my phone.

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