My cell phone.
My poor, pink, missing, lovely cell phone. I've been dying for the past two days with out it. I know...two days with out a phone, deal with it, right? It's not that easy. That phone was like my life, I had a lot of friends outside of the school, city, and state that I text messaged ALL the time...and now I can barely talk to them. It's torture!!!!
I just hope that either my friends or I can find it before friday. *sigh* I really hope it's either at Boyd's house or in Chace's car. It's not in my clothes, in my bag, at work...I even checked the parking lot around work just in case.
It's exactly what I get for not getting home till about 2:30-3:00 in the morning.
I just hope that if I do have to get a new phone that I can somehow keep my number and all that jazz.
Cross your fingers!!!
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hahaha you never found it. i knew you wouldnt and now DeAndra ows your like $5 or $10! hehe i cannt believe he thought you would fined it! lol
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