gdbye.to.a.part.of.me

i am not financially well-off, like some of you are. that is why, i foresee that it will be a long time coming before i can get my hands on a brand new phone.

this is but a tribute to my phone, the N78.

gone, away from my not so chubby hands, and into some muddy fingers of the one who does not care to return.

why would i feel the loss?

it is just a phone, a mere object, some would argue.

thing is, even though its only a few months now, the phone had become an integral part of me.

other than the calls and smses function, i would miss the photography and music functions even more.

even the photography quality is obviously far-off from dslr quality, it is good enough for me. 3.2 megapixels, with a carl zeiss autofocus lense, and a bright enough xenon flash, i took loadsa pictures with it, if i do not have my bridge camera around me.

i captured some of the best moments that life can offer to me as a form of art, and im gonna miss that.

it has a big screen too, something which i always enjoy letting my eyes feast on.

though it hangs in the most unexpected times every now and then, with a simple removal of the plastic cover and the battery, its up and running again... and i certainly did not mind.

certainly, my audio technica earphones would miss entering its universal jack insert, for my daily music fix in transit, or when i need to have some senseless music screaming into my ears before i can go to sleep.

this is one the last pictures i managed to upload into my laptop, before the sudden disappearance of my phone.

i dont know about you, but i find this picture breathtaking, not only did the phone captured the flames in the most crisp of manner, it reminds me of my mischievous side, that is only waiting to unravel itself from time to time. (i actually stacked the whole remainder of a box of unused firestarters during the end of a barbecue session and set it alight, just for the sport of it.)

i dont fancy those large touchscreens at all, which also do not have proper keypads. my beloved phone instead, has a screen big enough screen, and a proper keypad, something for me to jab upon in a jiffy.

though it is expected that i would leave some scratches all over the phone, which i did, i still do not mind, as those scratches only make it more unique, and only defines it more as mine.

haiz.

goodbye, my N78. ...

now im using my sayang's old sony ericsson for the time being... until i can get myself another nokia phone that can match itself to my N78.

what to do?
suck it in lorh.

bah.