i can't believe it.

SERIOUSLY.

Can anybody believe that i've LOST MY bloodeh phone? Seriously?

RAHHH.
I am just too agitated. I mean how could i have lost the phone in the first place? I swear if i had lost it, I WOULD KILL MYSELF. If somebody had taken it, I WOULD KILL THAT, SOMEBODY. Maybe its the world that we live in now, but that phone is practically my life! I have these great photos with friends, lame-ass videos of sausage-mania pasta time, and oh shit, me singing (zomg! i can't believe it, I'm sorry i even tried to record my singing!) And I kinda cried buckets and buckets, because i had no idea how i could have lost it in the first place. Its quite depressing actually.

I guess its not that big a deal, is it? In the first place I have no idea how i got so dependant on the phone. When i wake up, the first thing i do is check the phone, the first thing that i do before i sleep is check my phone, when i see something nice, i take out my phone to take a picture. BUT i don't have a phone, and i keep on getting reminded about it. RAHH, i'm babbling again.

STOP jaye, stop.

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