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Mood: Excited. Quotes: “Like a rainbow fading in the twinkling of an eye, gone too soon.”
my precious phone. ]:
Friday, July 20, 2007, 11:23 AM
i would love to update this mundane blog of mine with tons of coloured pictures. sadly, i don't think i am able to do so when i can't upload any pictures from my phone to my blog.

the memory card door slot of my precious baby has chipped off and i can't insert the memory card and close the damn door slot because of this. all my photos and music files are inside and i can't gain any access to the documents in it.

all of you must be wondering why it got chipped off eh? well, it dropped onto the floor (smack! right there!) cos someone accidentally bumped into my hand and it slipped off my hand and it landed on the damn floor.

that someone was a close friend of mine and i was seriously disturbed and offended by what she said. it's not about the phone anymore but it's about the attitude that she showed!

you knocked into my hand and the phone dropped onto the ground and all you can tell me is:

"at the most i pay you back lor."

"why did you save everything in your memory card?"

"why must you sit here and fix your phone? can't we just go back to class first and you can fix it there?"

this is the first time my precious baby dropped onto the floor and i am already seriously fucking angry over this. it's a new phone, for goodness sake!

i know it doesn't matter to you, but can you think about the trouble that i have to go through to get this small fragment fixed? i actually had to go back home after school today to collect the warranty and the purchase receipt and then go all the way down to town with sean to get it fixed. in the end, i was told that they're about to close soon and i have to give them a minimum time frame of 4 hours to get the phone fixed before i can actually collect it. because of this, i have to go home with a faulty phone and blog out this mundane entry without any pictures. the worst thing of all is that i need to go down to town tomorrow again and get the damn phone fixed. luckily, i am going shopping with ang tomorrow and i can put the time to good use while shopping and waiting for the phone to be fixed.

i know it was not something that was done intentionally but i hope you can be a little more sensitive to what i felt at that time.

anyway, i'll update more about what happened during the week (with pictures)!

sorray peeps.

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