My dream phone.
Ever since Wayne got his HTC 3G.
It's thick. But I still think it's super cool.
And my Samsung died-ed on me two weeks ago. AND I'm using Wayne's aunt's spare phone. AND I dropped it once. Like, flat on the ground. Fortunately the screen didn't get scratched (THANK YOU GOD). But I think the sides are abit dented. OH NOOOOOO.
I'm so stressed. The last thing I need right now, is buying a new phone for the aunt because I damaged her spare phone.
I need MY own phone. NOW. Or really soon.
It really feels horrid having to worry about the phone's welfare because it's someone else's. And the stress adds on when the owner of that phone is your boyfriend's relative.
