My iPhone :(

It was almost two years ago that I got my most prized possession. My iPhone. I was in love with it (if you can call your obsessing with inanimate objects love). Now its gone well actually its battery is shot so I gave it to my brother ( who in more than one ocassion tried to bribe me with more disk space, new HDDs but I never faltered its mine!) Now I have to move on and find some other gadget to obsess about.

But the whole deal with the iPhone is that it turns you into a member of Steve Jobs mafia. You can never ever be happy with any other phone. You keep telling people about how smart your phone is and how awesome it is and blah blah blah. I know I sound so lame but its so cool :(

I started reading classics again thanks to Stanza. I started learning French. I got through the whole surveying shit thanks to google maps and how could I even forget the Fbing with Edge. It was my saviour. And now its gone.

This post is dedicated to my most cherished possession and my constant companion for the last two years. Thanks to it I have developed a severe case of nomophobia.