The cell phone has been a staple of my existence since I entered college. Quickly and quietly it has wrapped a web of influence in my life until I cannot help but agree with Donna Haraway in her insistence that I am in fact a cyborg.

It was not until the winter of 2006 that the cell phone started to creep its way into every aspect of my life. Up until that point I would often lose my phone or let the battery go dead for days. In 2006 I discovered that every young person I knew had been texting instead of calling each other. A fact I that surely would not have escaped my attention had I ever used my own cell phone. That became the turning point for me. I was soon texting everyone I knew while I was in class, at work, eating or studying. Even now as I am writing this memoir I’m simultaneously conversing via text with three people. I found that it was far simpler to simply carry on a conversation via text message instead of speaking over the phone or even in person.

As I became more accustomed and addicted to text messaging, I discovered that I could not bear to be separated from my cell phone. It had become an extension of me. If ever there was a time when I lost my cell phone, or even walked out of room without it I immediately began to feel anxious. This unhealthy attachment to my cell phone led me to a more expensive path of ongoing upgrades through which I was able to get internet and data messaging. This in turn led me to continuously upgrade my phones so that I could get more advanced versions of these services.

Two of the most addictive features of the mobile internet are the mobile communities and online books. For some time I would constantly find myself on a mobile chat community called Mocospace, browsing profiles and chatting with people from all over the country and the world. Often I would get on to these chat rooms for hours at a time and usually only log off when my thumbs and wrists began to cramp. Similarly, I would use my mobile google search to find html web sites that could easily convert to mobile format and thereby browse and read entire books on my cell phone.

A fact that wldnt have escaped my attention had i used my phone. . .Ever :-P

N 2006 i discovered that every young person i knew had been txting nstead of calling eachother

Up until that point i wld often lose my phone or let the battery go dead 4 days.

It wasnt until the winter of 2006 that the cell phone started to creep its way n2 every aspect of my life.

The cell phone has been a staple of my existence since i entered college. Quickly and quietly it's wrapped a web of influence n my life until I cannot help but agree with Donna Haraway in her insistence that I am in fact a cyborg.

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