After putting it off for the last 2.5 years, I think it is high time to get a new phone. I've been picked on by pretty much everyone I know for having a shitty Android from the year 2011, but I never really thought anything of it because I'm not really a tech-savvy addict and I can do everything I need to on the phone I have (despite the fact that it is not nearly as aesthetically pleasing as an iphone or as cool). I have the internet, facebook, pictures, music, and navigation. What more does a simpleton such as myself really need? I'm not the kind of girl that needs 20 apps and some stupid bird games. I think the reason I never bothered to upgrade is because I'm still on my parent's family plan, so I need to either make the time to go with my father to the verizon store, or take the time to get all of his info and then go myself. I'm pretty lazy when it comes to doing things like this on my days off, so I've been avoiding it for the past year and a half that I've lived away from home. Well, I learned my lesson the hard way this time around. And as I sit here writing this, I am in a state of emotional devastation. My shitty fucking phone not only erased all of my pictures a couple of months ago (which really should have been the catalyst to get me to immediately go by an iphone when it happened), but then today, my shitty FUCKING phone erased all of my text threads... including all of the locked texts that I've saved throughout the time I've had this phone. I feel like I'm in shock. I know this is a bit dramatic of a comparison, but I think what I am feeling inside is similar to how a mother would feel if all of the baby pictures of her child were lost in a fire. It's was so sad knowing that all of the photos of my niece in the first few months of her life are gone, and now all of the beautiful and thoughtful and sweet text messages that I've saved from friends, family, and loved ones are gone too. Fucking shit.
I know that all of this seems trivial in the grand scheme of life, and it's not as though these texts would have transferred over to a new phone once I bought one anyhow, however, I can't help feeling so sad that they are gone forever. Maybe I'm the only weirdo that saves nice text messages, but seriously- when I am feeling sad, or need a little reminder how sweet my life really is when I'm feeling down, I like to open my phone and look back on nice things people may have said to me to remind myself how great life is and how lucky I am to have people that care about me. Oh well, I guess people will just have to send me more nice texts once I have my new phone.... gone are the texts I saved from my best friends, gone are the texts my cousin and brother sent me that always make me smile when I'm feeling crazy, and even sadder, gone are the texts I saved from the early days of my relationship with my current boyfriend that were so sweet.... :( fucking shit... I need a stiff drink to cope (jk).
I'm so sad right now I really think I may have to walk over to American Apparel and buy something slutty to cheer up. Sigh. Oh well, they're just words. Words are cheap without action... and there is plenty of time in my life for more nice words and actions to support them.
Now that I have finally completed my first book and am starting revisions and editing, I thought of an idea for my next book- "The Nightlife Chronicles." It's going to be a book about the absurdity of working in a night club and the absurdity of New York City Nightlife as a whole. I think it should be a top seller, but I suppose I should focus first on project one before starting project two. Gotta' put the horse before the carriage ;)
