the mystery

a couple posts ago, you learned that i lost my phone. i didn’t merely lose it – it clearly vanished into thin air, never to be seen again. or the “kind” karaoke owner stole it. oh well – what can you do.

however, i have learned how attached i was to that lovely white iphone 4. i miss instagram. i miss the better camera. i miss the faster connection. i miss all the notes i took (well, there’s goes the lock combination i never bothered to memorize…). i miss using apps. i miss not having a phone with a crack on the screen.

oh, cry me a river you spoiled brat. missing all these luxuries make me feel bad.