My Cell Phone @ MindSay

i went to stockmens today with martinez and boomer and i got on here with my cell phone. it was pretty dope.
that's my story.

oh. and listen to Katy Perry. find her on myspace.
she rocks.
:D

okay. so my day was fine until third hour today. got my cell phone taken away. bleeehhhh. whatevs whatevs whatevs. get it after school

except after that? my day just went downhill. FAST.

so third my cell phone is taken away.
fourth gasaway is PISSED so we have his way hard quiz and a book assignment.
fifth we had this stupid ass assignment that i REALLY didn't want to do, but sat and did it anyways. while everyone else complained about it, ms. hanna just got more pissed, and gave us homework.
lunch. got ditched. enough said.
sixth. math. again, enough said.
seventh. some stupid ass junior that hates me because of a certain girl named M started bitching me out. for i don't even know what reason. i was hardly paying attention anyways, but still. fucking. ass. getting bitched out isn't fun. gahh. especially for no reason.

so then after school i go to my locker and my shit falls out. so i pick it up and get my homework. like 5 books. then i'm walking over to the attendance office where the VP is so i can get my cell back. along the way i see my third hour science teacher. GODDAMN he's such a fucking dick. ghkdhgklgei. not just because he took away my cell phone i hardly care about that anymore. he's just a fucking dick. so when he was walking away from me i was just thinking to myself god you're an asshole. only apparently i was thinking outloud and said a hole instead. great. good job becca. piss off a guy that's already pissed off.

so whatever happened there apparently got to whoever the vp is pretty damn quick. because i walked in there and she was
fucking.
pissed.
off.

so i get to tell one of my parents to talk to her tomorrow after school. and then one of my parents gets to talk to wintermote.



what.
the.
fuck.
i think i'd rather be in detention. jeez. it's not like i was bothering anyone with my cell anyways. i was deleting shit. ooohhh huge bother eh? fucking dickshit.

Though there is nothing blue to report.

Yays! I have a new cell phone. My previous phone, may it rest in peace(or pieces), met its demise yesterday. The fun thing about a new phone, besides trying to figure it out, is personalizing it! I need to add some pictures, ringtones and what-not.


I forgot to upload this picture a couple weeks ago. I've been finding interesting insects in my bedroom & house lately. Yesterday I found a cicada inside my window. It didn't fight me when I picked it up to let it outside. They are such neato creatures.

Letsee, today, I have a small list of things I need to get done. These past couple of days I've had fevers off and on that knocked me out. I took a ton of vitamins and drinking plenty of green tea so I feel better now. (crosses fingers)

So here is my to-do list: (Highlighted parts are a MUST-DO today)

1. Clean bathroom.
2. Fold and put away clean clothes.
3. Organize the abysmal state of my desk.
4. Organize the mess that has collected like sediment on my dresser.
5. Find where that cat pee smell is coming from.
6. This is my IF I finish my work part... to work on a drawing in my spare time.
7. Another IF: Continue reading "The Mists of Avalon".
8. IF I finish the book start the next book I have lined up. "Drawing Down the Moon."

The regular phone service here costs about 76 bucks a month. Not bad when you have unlimited long distance and a few bells and whistles such as call waiting and caller id. R is wanting a phone he can carry with him though. So a cell phone. I have had a Motorola V170 Prepaid Phone (Tracfone) for a couple of years now and I really like it. It comes with all the bells and whistles and you can take several months to buy a new card if you want. And the minutes you have left roll over to the next month. I got it for emergency use and I hardly ever use it. So it doesn't cost much at all. I was doing some checking and found an even cheaper one Motorola C155 Prepaid Phone (Tracfone) that I might get for Rs son to use. It may be awhile before he gets another phone. And they will want something.

 

I haven't owned a cell phone for very long (less than three months), but I've become so used to having it I've become one of "those people". You know the kind. We don't where watches because we have clocks on our phones. Throughout my life I wore a watch practically every single day since I entered high school. Once I got a phone my watch magically disappeared. Seriously, I have no idea where it is.

I also am incapable of remembering any more than the phone numbers I grew up with, i.e. my parents and if I'm on a good day one of my grandmothers. My friends though, no chance. If I were to be wandering around downtown and then got mugged losing my wallet, my car keys, and my phone I would be unable to call anyone for help (other than 911) even if I did somehow find a phone I could use.

Not only that, my cell phone is my only phone. The place where I live has no land line. So my phone is almost always with me and since it's not tethered to anything I am now physically incapable of sitting still when talking on the thing.

And the biggest change of all, I actually like talking on the phone now. When I was growing up phones existed for one reason: for me to call you. When I still lived at home I never answered the phone (it was never for me anyways) and rarely used it outside of work. I was the king of screen, a title that's still with me today...unless it involves my own phone. Formerly a device used to meet or set up things only, I know find myself contemplating calling people just to chat, which leads to interesting phone conversations with some people as I still get a weird feeling talking to a person I can't actually see. If I have my phone turned off for any reason, I often get excited upon finding I've missed a call and thanks to caller I.D. know exactly who it was. This feeling is compounded if they bothered to actually leave me a message. In case you're wondering, my phone is for personal use only and not business, so I like receiving calls.

So upon returning home from work today I find that someone has indeed left me a message. I punch in my code and wait patiently to see what will be revealed...only to have my ears graced with the robotic noise of a home mortgage advertisement. And I got all alert for nothing. Blah.