for the first time, i don't feel a sense of grief when i found out that my phone died on me in public. i used to panic and scream, because without any type of contact to me, i'd have nothing to do, no one to hang out with.
but now... i'm still so calm. like it's nothing to me. i guess it's all back then; coming back to realise that i'm just one speck of dust on the face of this earth. ._.
so bye world, don't try to contact me. not at least until i get my phone back. i'm gonna bring it for servicing tomorrow.
