By September, mom said that if she finished paying our credit card bills, she'll buy me a new phone. Heck, that was only a few days before now. She just called saying my Tita dear bought me a new phone. Of course I was thrilled naman because I didn't expect her to do so. But when I found out the unit she bought. Hell was raised. A Nokia 6300. Classmates, remember Galicer's phone? Yun yon. Grabe. No offense to 6300 cellphone owners, but I hate that unit. I dunno why I do but I just do. So I offered to my parents that I sell that phone and the money I will include with my ipon with which I intend to buy my unit of choice, the new N95. Shiit. Di pa rin ngrereply si mama tapos nung sinabi ko kay dadi, he just offered to exchange units with him. His unit the Nokia 6708. You probably haven't heard of it because it's a really complicated unit. You can't text using the keypad [there are no letters on the keypad, just numbers], so you'll have to use a stylus. Basta yun. Long story short: complicated siya at walang may tiyagang gumamit nun so si Dadi na lang gumagamit. Si Tita dear din bumili nun eh. Grabe, she has a wild taste for nokia units. O_______o

So in short, I don't intend to use it the moment it lands on to my palm. I'll prefer to use my favorite unit since third yr high.


That's how hard-headed I am. Stupid I may sound, but you can't change me. And I won't change. I may sound mad, but I am not. I am just a girl trying to make things work for her, and not working things out for her. But it doesn't seem to work so she's crushed.

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