seacielo - Da Kine o’ Life

I know you can relate. I have this little problem with my mobile phone. Sure, it could give me the convenience of reaching people at an instant. But lately, I don’t really feel the need that I should be carrying it around. Oh yeah, I don’t care about it anymore to the point that I throw it often. I have my angry reasons:

1. Effin’ anticipation . I’m the last person that could be associated with the word patience. Waiting and anticipating is like a bullet that is trapped inside my skin and trying to slowly crawl its way out. I have my share of staring at the phone and expecting at least a two-letter word of greeting, asking how the F am I? Is it that hard? The next thing I know, well… I’m bitching about not being loved and wanted. And… that’s way pathetic. That little modern gadget is driving me crazy pathetic.

2. Blowing bills away . Nope! It’s not pretty kinky graphic thing going on. But, I have enough paying bills. It’s eating up my cash. Like for what? A 5 minute of virtual euphoria?  Whatever the hell that means. It’s like being drugged with such a connection with this person out there.

3. Capitalist upgrade conspiracy . Ha! I once have succumb into the hands of cellphone companies. But not this time, oh no, not this time baby. So what my phone does not have a camera? Or, maybe I could not 3G with my friends. Whooooooo Carreeeeeesss! The only thing I care… I want something that flips and flops. Lol!

Okay, I have this hate over my mobile phone. Perhaps because I’m only expecting a call from one person. Unfortunately, that person could not even spend a single dime to say hi. Honestly, I still would kill for that person to say HI once in awhile. I figure that if I don’t have a mobile phone, there’s no expectation or anticipation. Hurt. Pain. Misery. They will eventually go away and then I will be left with peace.

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