Woe is Me...

My older brother's going to kill me.

I lost my celphone. The one given to me by my older brother. The one I promised myself that I will take really really good care of. Apparently, I haven't taken good enough care of it since it got stolen from me without my knowing.

I didn't even realize that it was gone until I arrived in the office.

At the moment, I hate myself. I can't believe that with everything that I had done to keep that phone safe from any kind of harm, it still got stolen. I can't believe that I didn't feel anything, or saw that something was wrong the moment I sat on the jeep.

I lost a lot. Phone number of friends who I will be having a hard time tracking. Birthdays and special occasions that is saved on the Calendar. Three blog entries that I have yet to post here. A 512MB mem stick. Quotes and sayings that I have collected and planned on transferring to my notebook when I found the time. Notes on the next story that I was planning on making. Bank Accounts, email passwords, and all those stuff. Downloaded games and P250 worth of load.

I hate myself right now. The fact that it was my older brother who bought that phone for me is the one that really ticks me off. I wouldn't have minded that much if I was the one who bought it but it was my older brother. I pride myself of taking good care of things that were given to me. If I was the one who bought it, I'd be a little careless but when it comes to things that were given to me, I take better care of them because I know it came from people that I really care for. Now, I lost my phone...and it's never coming back. =(

I really hate myself right now. I was never careless when it comes to celphones but for the life of me, I really can't get over the fact that I lost it.

I'm done crying my heart out. My eyes are already puffy from the tears and I don't think I can shed anymore. My friend Paul helped me a lot by cheering me up. Now I'm in the process of blaming myself for being so stupid and careless. I'm still grieving. And I hate myself for it. Right now, I'm wishing that they took my iPod instead of my phone.

My phone is something special. Not only because my older brother gave it to me but because it was the most useful tech that I have with me.

I hate myself right now.