This is one of those days when I feel like a loser. My school.
Everybody has either an Iphone or Blackberry in school.
Or the very least, that samsung touch screen.
No one carries a Sony Ericsson phone like me anymore.
Damn it.
I feel ashamed to take out my phone all the time.
To make matters worse, during lectures, I often see people fiddling with their Iphones, Blackberries or the very least samsung touch screen phone.
It's as though they're all mocking me or something.
Sometimes, I could even hear their phones teasing my Sony Ericsson phone. As you know, my phone is unique now.
Their phones will say something like this to my phone: "Hey you red phone. Can't believe you still exist!"
And my phone cries each time it hears those hurtful words.
And then, I'd stroke my phone and say: "It's okay fugly baby. You're vintage and special."
Yes, my mobile phone is vintage.
Like the day couldn't get any worse, I saw this couple on the MRT. They reminded me of bf and I three years ago.
That was before bf realised that I talk too much and kept telling me to shuddup and before bf stopped sending me home and write me letters.
They're really sweet. It's the time when you thought that someone you love would be forever with you. But nooo.
Owh well. What's over is over.
Can't do much but to move on.
My ma says that one fine day, I'll meet a handsome rich guy, better than bf.
But what's to a handsome rich guy if you don't love that person, right?
And besides, why would a handsome rich guy fall for me?
I don't posess the qualities of a girl that a rich guy would fall for.
For example, I'm not a model, or pretty or whatsoever and my acting sucks anyway. I don't klnow why people would want me to act. Sheesh.
It hurts me to see myself on TV.
And yes, my mobile phone is vintage.
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