My phone died today. RIP, Phone.

Aicha, Aicha, smile for me now
(I don't know, I don't know)
Aicha, Aicha, in my life

Lord knows the way she feels
Everyday in His name she begins

-- Aicha, by Outlandish

Am feeling so miserable throughout today. My phone happen to finally 'breathe its last breath' today. I don't know why I'm feeling so difficult, even though I tried to cheer myself up, chanted that the phone is only one material which of course has its expiry date and it's not everything in my life, the fact that I can't call my mom for the time being really made me feel down. When I asked my sister to tell ummi that maybe I can't call up till next week cz that's when my allowance is credited into my account and I can buy a new phone (am broke now), she said Ummi is too busy playing Candy Crush and she'll tell her that tomorrow. Don't you know I'm the one feeling Crushed over here lil missy? I hate you. I hate that I can't talk to ummi and cry over the phone, forcing me to cry alone here. I dunno. I guess I'm just too attached to the phone. Or my expectation that it will only die by next year, when I'll be finishing all my exams, when I can finally feel like Yeay! MBBS is over so it's time for a new phone! Seems like Allah has a better plan. The downside of it is that everyone's kinda busy tonight and no one I can talk to through the Net except for random people on Twitter which unfortunately doesn't help to relieve my depression, partially cz I don't tell strangers my real problem cz that'll be really weird and inappropriate.

My phone is:

1. My alarm clock for Subuh prayer and everytime I planned to wake up
2. My social network provider (Instagram mainly. I love seeing nice pictures of other countries I can't afford to visit)
3. My MP3 player (cz it's easier to choose songs from than my ancient Sony 2GB walkman player)
4. My dictionary (in any random moments, or when I wanna write poems- I even have Kamus Dewan in there!)
5. My prayer time buzzer
6. My mess hall menu reminder
7. My video player (cz my laptop's sound system stutters and it's been like that forever but I'm too lazy to go to the shop and send it for repair)
8. My Phone (to call ummi every day! Yeah I'm such a mommy's girl.)
9. My Whatsapp provider to know about classes, usrahs and what-not.

Ya Allah please make me strong. I know this happens for a reason. And I know Your plan is the best.

I had tried nearly everything to revive my phone (except going to a repair shop cz I'm afraid they're gonna access my bankings info there- yeah I'm paranoid, whatever) but to no avail.

Hence,

Goodbye, Phone.

Thanks for being wimme these 2 harsh years. I'm not a careful owner. I know that. But you've been so strong, I thought you'll last longer with me.

Never mind I'll find someone like you...