
After the Obituary to my dear cellfone, I've bought a new one now...
I know i should be really thrilled that I've found an alternate someone
But, then why does it still feel so bad,
as if i am being so insensitive...
as if i am not mourning the loss of my dearly-beloved-one-for-the-past-2-years (my longest such association, am i imagining it or is its metallic substitute for a heart bleeding for me too?)...
as if i am sleeping with the enemy...
I was ready to settle for a lesser substitute you know, but my mum's apparently way too generous :(
I did go to the police station today with the mother for her work.
The place stinks so much
So, for obvious reasons, i dropped the idea-i-had-at-the-back-of-the-head.
They failed the test.
I didn't report the loss.
This one's actually better - lighter, sleeker and has all the frills that i would have missed so much.
Not difficult to get used to actually ;)
I'll be okay, dear friends, but pray, just pray that whoever got their filthy hands on it lives a miserable life, dies a terrible death and suffers in hell for all eternity...
Thank you so very much!

