I lost my phone today.

And I'm guilty coz I don't feel so bad about it.

I was meeting Sister Mulan at Robi this afternoon before we headed off to swimming lessons. Since we had to agree on the exact time and place to meet, we were texting when we got there. So I'm sure I still had it when I came to Robi. We ate at Jollibee, bought a gift at a kiddie store (forgot the name) and bought other stuffs at the department store. Sometime somewhere between getting inside and going outside the mall had I lost it. And I have no freakin' idea how.

But I don't really feel bad for its monetary value. It was an old ugly phone anyway (although that was the user-friendliest phone I've ever had). What I'm concerned about are numbers stored in there: friends, family, credit card, birthdays, PIN's (but they're coded so that one wouldn't know exactly which account was the PIN for), etc. I'm kinda guilty though coz I got a little excited that it's missing coz I now have an excuse to buy a new one (but not much of an excuse coz I have an other phone which is currently borrowed by one of my colleagues).

Now, as I was about to go to bed, I realized what I'm missing most about my phone---the alarm clock! It was the sound that has woken me up for almost 2 years now. Trouble is, I really find it difficult to wake up to a different sound. I have to get used to the sound first before it can actually work for me. Huhu...Seems I'm gonna have some trouble waking up for a while huh.