Can You Hear Me Now? .... Good

  One of my goals is to keep my phone on silent while I do homework. Now, doing this eight years ago would have been easy as pie. Actually it would have been even easier than pie, even though I do not understand how easy as pie is even an analogy when making a pie is quite tedious..Regardless, I think yall understand how keeping a phone on silent while doing one's homework is a lot harder than one can imagine. 

  I waited a long and difficult hour an a half before I was able frantically undo the pass-code to unlock my phone. To my avail, I only had 1 text message and that was from my mother. Somehow she still manages to double text me the same message. I don't understand how I can be so attached to a piece of plastic and metal with a glass screen. Hopefully it gets easier not looking at my phone, but it still takes time getting used to not having the phone attached to my ear or fingertips at all times. Its amazing how so dependent I have become on social media avenues. 

   Even though I somewhat question my choice to make this one of my goals, I believe it is a necessary one. One day earlier this semester, I met with one of my friends Vicky to study at the library. She is only a first year and I have been trying to guide/mold her so she can seize every opportunity while at this University without having to worry about grades. Normally when we study together I take her phone away because she is always texting or telling me about another guy that she met on grounds. Most of the time at the library she waits in silence like a lion watching for its prey. Searching all around her, waiting for the right opportunity for her prey, me, to get up so she can pounce and take back her phone. I often laugh at how ridiculous she acts when she doesn't have her phone. She complains half the time, telling me I'm being mean and she can study and have her phone at the same time. However, within 30 minutes in she has completely forgotten about her phone and is busy doing her work. Then the tables turned when she grabbed my phone and proceeded to do exactly what I had done to her - taking my phone while I worked on homework. I was a mere image of Vicky, squirming around in my chair, waiting to hear the ever so faint bing that I had received a text message. Hopefully after this semester I will be less likely to be a fish out of water with a phone on silent.