Goodbye X700

After dutifully serving me for 11 or so months, my phone was stolen (the details are still too painful to reminisce...stupidity was involved). The trauma and pain was unbearable as i realised i lost over 700 stored messages (i reach the 700th on the night before it was stolen), 170+ contacts, so many details and reminders for the months ahead in my calender and so many pictures. Gone...and replaced with infinite frustration!!! Not to mention my plan runs for quite a while longer too.

In my life there are three material possessions which i prize most importantly. My wallet, my phone and my watch...if i'm out of the house without one it feels very odd, as if i'm un-balanced. As my sister has often remarked on my dependency on my phone, it shows in the last two days when work couldn't contact me and i couldn't contact others.

This is also why i've not been answering my phone...duh.

I need my phone ASAP. Whoever has my phone now i wish you misery and suffering and everything you taste will be week-old sundried tofu. I don't care how shallow i sound, it was my PHONE!!!

[Faithful servant]

The day after was even worse, all the phones i looked at were either out of stock or out of my price range. Then Andy and his MSU buddies tricked me into watching a movie that i never planned on seeing with them. I assumed when he said: "Lets go catch a movie" he meant "Let's go catch Pirates" also remebering that this was a Thursday night. It wasn't cheap-ass Tuesday!!

Then as i went to do my timetable for next semester i realised i got a lecture clash. Stupid Company Law...

What a sucky week.

From A-la-la-la-n Chung