ok i have my simcard.
but not a new phone. just my old 8310. a matter which annoys me hugely. the phone is so technologically backward from colour phones, that i want to throw it at a wall and smash it. it would be a good reason to get a new phone, but it might piss my parents off. anyway. number's still the same as before, so sms me your numbers. thanks.

incidentally, 'Cut' by Royston Tan is brilliant entertainment. And everyone should spend atleast one night of their lives lounging on a mat, or just the grass like we did (the diva roughs it out!) at fort canning park. it's beautiful. i can't believe tonight was the first time i ever did. it doesn't beat the meadow in bath, but comes as close as any place in singapore possibly can. the ads were fantastic, and Duplex was funny but I didn't get to watch all the way because my daddy came to pick me up about an hour after it began. anyway it was typical ben stiller entertainment.

now off to cure my depression with a few episodes of the OC. of course that means no recreative writing shall be accomplished tonight. i would go grab a haagen dazs pint from the freezer but my stupid feet are killing me. advice: never dance in the speaker's corner. the brick floor kills feet.

tonight was a really good night, especially towards the end just sitting alone and watching until my dad arrived, but the stupid phone issue is pissing me off now. my technological dependence and the emotions it manages to stir up in me, really really really scare me. i shall sulk till my dad agrees to buy me a new phone.