First World Pains (isabelle wityk)

Ok this is embarrassing, I am very late on this blog post- I do have an excuse but it kind of a terrible one…but I might as well tell you anyways.  My phone broke on Sunday. I know I know how could my phone breaking and my blog post have anything to do with each other? Well I write down my assignments and dates in my planner and my phone but I never look at my planner., I only get alarms from my phone reminding me to do things and when to do them. Needless to say I’m a completely reliant of my phone, regardless of how much I bad mouth it. So it breaking was like the end of the world, however my phone was hanging on by a thread to begin with so I can’t say it came as much of a surprise.

I have been planning on getting an iPhone for some time now, but I had to wait until I got my first check which comes in a week. But in the world we live in, living without a phone is living in complete isolation as sad as that it. So my mom agreed to spot me the money and I finally went to go meet up with someone, with my friend so I wouldn’t get robbed (which took about two hours to convince him to come with me). And we made it about 3/4^th of the way to sheepshead bay when the guy we were meeting up with said he sold the phone.  So now I was phoneless in Brooklyn, with no idea my blog post was late. I don’t know about you but this is like the end of the world to me… the more I complained the more I realized how much of a walking first world problem I am.

Literally everything I complain about is a first world problem, “should I get coffee or tea? I’m so tired but my stomach hurts” or “I hate typing can we please just Skype?” Everything that’s wrong with my life Is such a first world pain its ridiculous, and I’m not rich- it’s not like http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e6Hgdic5jls. But I never thought I would succumb to this wave of technology so quickly and so deeply. I mean losing my phone is one thing but having my entire life just stop because of it is something really really sad in my eyes. We all live on this worldwide playground of the internet, not realizing how much control it has over us, how much power one could have over you is they had your “life” in their possession.  I didn’t do an assignment I was completely aware of because I lost my reminder. And yet, here I am telling you about losing my phone and no being able to do an assignment for my college education, again just reinforcing how much we don’t realize we have, and how much we complain about it. Or at least I do. I’m getting an education most people don’t have the resources for, with a phone most people couldn’t dream to buy, in a world that only some people have the access to. I don’t know how I got here or how to get out, or if I even want to get out, this is just some food for thought.