Phone Broke... AGAIN

It hasn't been a full week after my phone decided to stop working for whatever reason. Three days after getting it fixed, it broke once again on Sunday April 30th. It is now May 2nd and I wouldn't ever think I could do it, but yes, I went exactly 3 days without my phone. I am very attached to my phone. When I told my mom that it was broken and I wouldn't be able to use it until I got a new one through Verizon, her response was "You're go crazy without your phone. Your personality changes and you are not yourself and it is noticeable."

It's pretty ironic, but helpful, that this has happened during my final project on technology dependency. I went three days without my phone as if I took a mini detox from it. The experience wasn't as bad as thought, but that could have been because I was still able to communicate with people through my Facebook (I wasn't going to go without that too. With my phone, I had no choice).

At first, I felt a little empty because my phone is always in my hand. I have a Droid Incredible, so it's as if I have a mini computer at me at all times. After the first couple hours I felt this way, but I took it a lot better as the days progressed. I surprised myself. I stopped thinking about having the phone with me at all times.

Once my new phone came in 3 days later, I was in no rush to activate it. I don't think I would ever want to give up my phone if I had the choice to. Three days being forced is enough time for me to be without it. Haha.