I broke my phone.
Actually, I threw it down as hard as I could on the hardwood floor repeatedly until it broke.
I can’t afford a new one.
So, whatever.
I broke my phone.
Actually, I threw it down as hard as I could on the hardwood floor repeatedly until it broke.
I can’t afford a new one.
So, whatever.
January 17th, 2009 - 8:37 AM
ckooo-ckoooo! (twirls finger around the side of head)
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January 17th, 2009 - 8:44 AM
Ha. Well, shit. I had to have at least ONE freak out in my pregnancy. I figured I had to kick it up a notch since I only have a few days left! At least I freaked out alone with no one around and I didn’t throw it at an animal or something. That’s how I broke my LV planner last year. I threw it at Blue from upstairs. I missed, and broke the planner!
It’s OK the phone was a piece of shit anyways. Scott says I can get a new one later today.
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