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Techie Squeeeee!

Sooo...I finally got a new cell phone.

(Alexa, on the inside: SQUEEEE!!)

I'm sure you remember my old phone? Yeah, that piece of crap. That thing was so poop, I'm telling ya. It would randomly shut off whenever it wanted, it would never charge when I WANTED, and it was generally just really wacky. I finally broke my dad down and convinced him to get me a new phone.

ET VOILÀ!

I present to you: The Samsung Sync!

Yes, I finally got myself a phone that has mp3 compatibilities. All I need to do is buy the shit that goes with it. *shrug* I know they always pull that sheisty stuff, where they let you buy the phone but none of the goodies come along with it. But IDUNCARE! I love my new phone. LOVE it. And as soon as I get a job and can afford my own stuff, I will get the stuff that I need to be all mp3-happy.

Now, I'm off to go fiddle with my phone. =D

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