I could not accept this harsh reality. I am not sure if I am cursed or not, but I cannot tolerate this happening anymore. My handphone is spoiled/ rosak(Malay) /ruseq (Melanau)/ huai le (Mandarin)/ pai liao(Hokkien) and in foul language, it is %#!#*%$@~!!! This feeling is indescribable yeah. I know, my reaction should not be this extreme since I could survived my first 20 years on earth without my own handphone, but now (since the day I started tertiary studies) I could not survive without handphone anymore. I mean, there are a lot of precious messages inside that handphone which could not be replaced. There are a lot of phone numbers that I could not remember using my own memory but Mr Sony the 2nd (yeah, that's the name of my handphone, fyi) could help me remember them even with his limited brain size (512 MB, fyi).
Well, it's not like I am some businesswoman who's on the phone 24/7 or that I am a social butterfly who got 20 messages perhour, but handphone has its own special role in my life.
These are the ways I used my handphone to make my life complete.
1) I had a hard time remembering new people's name. So, I use my handphone to keep track of people's names. When I forgot somebody's name (people whom I met before, but had not gotten their numbers), I will say to that person "Urm, I haven't got your number, so mind if you give me your number.. (purposely did not mention the person's name cause afraid later that person will know that actually, I already forgot her/his name) and I do not know how to spell your name (of course, since I don't remember, hehe) so can you spell it for me? (handing my handphone to her/him.) " After she/he finished adding her name and phone number to my handphone, then I will take a look at the name. "Ah, so this is how to spell your name, Anonima (example only).."
2) I can pretend to be busy during my idle time, especially during a gathering. Yes, this is truly important. I am always idle during most of the gatherings, especially a gathering where my parents made me go reluctantly. During this kind of gathering, my parents who were always the 2nd last person to leave the venue of the gathering place (maybe too many stories to be shared), would had a nice time chatting with their friends, while me (the social caterpillar in this kind of gathering) will be left at the corner doing (only God and me know what) with my handphone and deleting some previous messages (instead of smsing, too thrifty to be true). And during this kind of gathering, some of you who's lucky enough to send me message during this time of the day, the reply to your message will come faster than you say "Supersonic", though I am a slow smser.. If my handphone could not function anymore, I would have to busy myself with something else like eating or trying to interrupt my parents and her friends' conversation (which is kind of rude, I think) , so let's just settle for eating. Huhu~
3) My handphone is my alarm clock. So without my handphone, it would be hard for me to wake up on time. (At least, now I can blame it on Mr Sony if I am late to attend any important events.)
4.) My handphone is my camera. If I see anything interesting out of the blue and want to capture it, Mr Sony is there to the rescue. But now, haiz.. You're in ICU, Mr Sony..
5) My handphone shows my taste in choosing something. (Ahem..) I know this might be a bit shallow but the way we choose our thing, it just shows our taste, right? And Mr Sony is worth showing off, though it might not be the best looking boyfriend, ei, handphone. Got carried away..
So, please wake up Mr Sony. Remember, you are needed urgently!!!
[Interframe: Mr Sony is just a new handphone, age 6 months = one semester. --> Maybe should name it Baby Sony instead. So, suggestion to buy a new handphone is automatically denied since it's still in warranty. Furthermore, there are a lot of precious memories inside Mr Sony the 2nd that makes him ,as Beyonce sang it, irreplacable. ]
Well, it's not like I am some businesswoman who's on the phone 24/7 or that I am a social butterfly who got 20 messages perhour, but handphone has its own special role in my life.
These are the ways I used my handphone to make my life complete.
1) I had a hard time remembering new people's name. So, I use my handphone to keep track of people's names. When I forgot somebody's name (people whom I met before, but had not gotten their numbers), I will say to that person "Urm, I haven't got your number, so mind if you give me your number.. (purposely did not mention the person's name cause afraid later that person will know that actually, I already forgot her/his name) and I do not know how to spell your name (of course, since I don't remember, hehe) so can you spell it for me? (handing my handphone to her/him.) " After she/he finished adding her name and phone number to my handphone, then I will take a look at the name. "Ah, so this is how to spell your name, Anonima (example only).."
2) I can pretend to be busy during my idle time, especially during a gathering. Yes, this is truly important. I am always idle during most of the gatherings, especially a gathering where my parents made me go reluctantly. During this kind of gathering, my parents who were always the 2nd last person to leave the venue of the gathering place (maybe too many stories to be shared), would had a nice time chatting with their friends, while me (the social caterpillar in this kind of gathering) will be left at the corner doing (only God and me know what) with my handphone and deleting some previous messages (instead of smsing, too thrifty to be true). And during this kind of gathering, some of you who's lucky enough to send me message during this time of the day, the reply to your message will come faster than you say "Supersonic", though I am a slow smser.. If my handphone could not function anymore, I would have to busy myself with something else like eating or trying to interrupt my parents and her friends' conversation (which is kind of rude, I think) , so let's just settle for eating. Huhu~
3) My handphone is my alarm clock. So without my handphone, it would be hard for me to wake up on time. (At least, now I can blame it on Mr Sony if I am late to attend any important events.)
4.) My handphone is my camera. If I see anything interesting out of the blue and want to capture it, Mr Sony is there to the rescue. But now, haiz.. You're in ICU, Mr Sony..
5) My handphone shows my taste in choosing something. (Ahem..) I know this might be a bit shallow but the way we choose our thing, it just shows our taste, right? And Mr Sony is worth showing off, though it might not be the best looking boyfriend, ei, handphone. Got carried away..
So, please wake up Mr Sony. Remember, you are needed urgently!!!
[Interframe: Mr Sony is just a new handphone, age 6 months = one semester. --> Maybe should name it Baby Sony instead. So, suggestion to buy a new handphone is automatically denied since it's still in warranty. Furthermore, there are a lot of precious memories inside Mr Sony the 2nd that makes him ,as Beyonce sang it, irreplacable. ]
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