The Social Experiment

June 9th, 2011 § Leave a Comment

I just showered, waiting for my hair to dry before going bed, and it’s about time for a blog post. I had the best sweetest shisha tonight by the way. Double apple, from Nasrin, try it.. Good stuff!

It’s June, almost half of the year is history, what have you achieved so far for the year? I had my fair share of troubled days recently but it’s over. Sometimes when you have to go through a shit period you just spiral downwards but when it’s over and you know it, everything seemed like dust that can easily be wiped off with a cloth.

People tend to see me as a really lucky person, that I travel, and I get to do what I enjoy doing for a living, that I get opportunities thrown in my direction pretty often, and because of my Aunt, I live an easy and blessed life. The fact is I always have to try and work so much harder than everyone else to get what I want, and I don’t get it easier than anyone else. And too often I’ll get thrashed into situations where I have to make really important decisions, and timing is always a painful factor. Anyway, I am actually glad that this is the way it is. Alright end of rant..

My phone went into early retirement early last week, and I decided to go phoneless till I can find the time to get it fixed, or better still, to finally lay my hands on an iPhone for good. Unfortunately the iPhone plan couldn’t be realized, and I decided to do a ‘social experiment’, to see how a person can survive without a mobile phone in this modern ‘connected’ society. I’m sure you’ve guess it, the results were bad. Meeting friends wasn’t easy, I couldn’t afford to be late or have a sudden change of plan. I couldn’t talk or text my girlfriend.

The absence of a phone equates to a lack of an alarm clock, a note pad, a camera, and a phone book. I realized that I only have three sets of numbers stored in my brain, my Dad’s, Grandma’s house, and mine. That’s it. Living without a phone my world became pretty silent, which I kinda liked but people around me were frustrated that I am not contactable. My Grandma couldn’t reach me, my Aunt couldn’t call and ask if I need dinner, my friends can only communicate to me on Facebook, and my girlfriend couldn’t locate me because I overslept and was late. And so after a week I have to put this social experiment to an end. I got my phone fixed today and I could hear champagnes being popped everywhere.

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Between a great job offer, a chance to be mentored by an industry big shot, and the opportunity to move to a big city for further education, I can only choose one and I’ve made my decision. It’ll be a good one.. I hope!

Alright my hair has dried and it’s bed time. It’s pouring outside and I’m going to sleep so well tonight.. Good night humans and pets.

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