friday night was really good, but my phone was stolen.
i don't think it really hit me how big a deal it was until today.
i keep going to check it, to see if i've had any texts...
then i realise i'm never gonna' have it again. and the solution?
i have to buy a really rubbish £10 phone to last me until next january on my stupid contract.
i hate it. why do people do this? i hope they're happy with their shitty scratched up phone..
it meant more to me than whatever fiver they won't be able to sell it for.
absolute idiots.
the postsecret blog's not updated like it always does on a sunday aswell.
i was well in the mood for my sunday fix of secrets.
i think todays my feel like rubbish day.
i've even woken up about 2 hours later than i wanted to because i haven't got an alarm to set because of my phoneless situation.
so now i'm already behind on my huge workload too. fabbbbb.
oh this is such an angry blogpost. :(
maybe "think of a few of my favourite things and then i won't feel so saaaaaad"?
haaa!
Bx
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