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says what she feels..
Friday, November 18, 2005
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I've changed my phone!
Lately, M1's got a series of promotions to create awareness for road courtesy (or something like that), how road courtesy and hadnphones can be connected to each other is beyond me.
The old and the new:
Anyway, the phone's a steal at only $168 bucks, of course, you'll have to sign a 2 year contract. But considering the phone is relatively new in the market, I think it's worth it. Plus, it's white! I love white, the color's so pure and clean.
White is the new black.
But I can't figure out how the lock the keypad! I keep pressing the buttons by mistake and calling people in my phonebook, which is Ace since he's the first person on it. So damn paiseh, like I don't know how to operate my own phone. I ended up calling him like 4 times within 1 hour. Haiz.
And because of the keypad locking thing, I keep taking weird pictures cause the button's at the side of the phone and very trigger friendly. I didn't realise it until I took it out of my bag and the whole thing just went off. Like a camera taking a picture, only amplified a few hundred times. Scared me out of my wits when I was walking along the dark corridor to get home. KNN.
One very bad thing I must comment about is the location and layout of the M1 shop I went to get the phone. They moved to the 3rd floor (i think) and now occupies a very narrow space. Because of the promotion thing, there's a lot of people queuing up resulting in the back of the queue spilling out onto the common walkway obstructing the mall traffic. Maybe it's just me but I really don't like queuing outside a shop, because I'm a high class person (ahem) and don't want to be seen queuing up like a commoner. Just kidding. Seriously, I hate obstructing any traffic flow, just like I hate it when others obstruct mine (Like the peak hours at the North East Line, but that's another story). You'll keep blocking and bumping into people. That's a prime environment for pickpockets you know. You can say that Singapore's so safe yada yada but I rather not take my chances. I rather be paranoid than sorry. I prefer it better when they were at the basement where the place is larger and you don't have to jostle with other people for elbow space when viewing the handphones.
The good thing is the M1 guy who served me was quite cute. He reminded me of someone but I can't quite place his face. Maybe someone I went to school with once? But he must learn to be more outgoing lar, so stiff and does not know much about the handphones he's selling. When I asked him how to remove the cover, he can't even get it off completely. Not that I cared lar, I'm just flirting with him. Hey, I queued up a long time to buy my handphone, what's a few more minutes to me? Anyway, the other cover they gave me was yellow. Ew. It's the color of piss. You'll have to kill me to make me use it.
Oh yah, anyone who can help me figure out how to lock this phone of mine will be greatly appreciated.
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