Saturday, December 31, 2005

MY HANDPHONE GOT STOLEN AGAIN

Ladies and gents; I will be (dis)honoured to take the award for THE UNLUCKIEST HANDPHONE OWNER IN HISTORY.

My handphone got donated to the Charity for the Association of Cab-drivers and Their Greedy Passengers (ACGP) on Thursday. Making this my second enforced donation for the year 2005.

The swiney ass who got his (I'm assuming it's a he, I'd like to maintain some good faith in my fellow female human beings) hands on my lousy Samsung E700A actually had the cheek to call Weiming at his home and remain silent.
He's either
a) Gay; and wants to call about a shag with myboy OR
b) He actually thinks by remaining silent, Weiming might be dumb enough to reveal my handphone number to him so people can call him on my phone OR
c) He has a sick obsession with hearing how an anxious boyfriend trying to nab his girlfriend's handphone thief might sound like.

I hope his fingers rot and he has precocious tykes for children who will nick his handphone behind his back and sell it to their pre-pubescent school friends.

PFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTT! A loadddddd of anger released there.

It's not so much the lost phone that irks me out. It's the inconvenience at having to deal with such a theft that thoroughly makes steam shoot out of my ears. I have been uncontactable for the past 2 days. People have had to email me about the tiniest of details and plans, and you have no idea how many MSN conversations I've had that started off with "Eh how come you didn't answer my call? SMS you also never reply?" And that's just the people who are aware of the lost phone, I'm still worried about the people who are left clueless and bewildered about why I haven't been replying to their calls and SMS's.

PPPPFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTT

I've already gotten a new SIM card, and Aunty Grace's just gotten me my new phone today. She is my saviour! She saved me a whopping $300 because she offered to help me get a new phone on her mother's M1 2-year contract.

New phone. The black Motorola Razr V3. Which I will be chaining to my wrists, I swear.





















Send me your names and numbers please! I've pretty much lost most of my SMU contacts because I didn't back these up.

And while you're at it, SMS me about your interest in joining the Anti-ACGP Association I am thinking of forming. We can all contribute ideas on how to ensure they suffer from rotting fingers and calcified fingernails everytime they lay their greedy hands on our phones.


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