Not only is it my occupation in my friendster account.
They say that if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. I have jumped in the bandwagon. I now own a sun sim. And that is why I am a Sun goddess. Hehehe!
J was the first person I knew who had one. Then Gibs, and JM. I would use JM's phone to call my "sun friends" whenever I was with him. It was cool being able to talk to them for hours. Even if I had no particular reason for calling. Even if it was difficult to call, sometimes. And even if the line would get cut after 15 minutes of talking. It was free! Ahhh, how I love that word. But did I want to get one for myself? Errr...no. Didn't think it was worth it.
Then, my officemates Berns and TJ (also my yosi buddies. aka the powerPUFF girls) got na rin and everytime we would be on yosi break, I'd feel left out coz both of them would be chatting away on their sun phones. Days later, one of my bestfriends, Gina, sends me her sun number.
I shall not give in, I said to myself.
The final straw came when my sister bought one the other day. Yesterday, Aina got one for herself na rin. So today, on my way to work, I gave in to the temptation that is, 24/7 unlimited calls and texts. Hehe! And the office lent me an extra phone to use. Yehay!
And man, oh man, I've only had for a day and it's cccooool. Hehe!
Give in. Get one na rin.
Bunny @ Thursday, November 25, 2004
Loves the beach, wishes she had more time and money to travel, recently got hooked to
climbing mountains, reads anything she can get her hands on, frustrated writer, adores her
3-year-old Lhasa Apso, Tashi,
constantly needs caffeine, wonders when she'll quit smoking, and will most
likely die due to liver complications from drinking too much (if the cigarettes
doesn't get to her lungs first). Can't live without accessories especially
big, dangling earrings, shoe freak (aren't we all?), sucker for discovering
hole-in-the-wall restaurants, will ingest anything spicy, enjoys giving and receiving
massages, addicted to Friends, Sex and the City and CSI, goes gaga over kids, dreams of
being alone with Jim Morrison and smoking a joint with Bob
Marley. Would love to party with Gwen Stefani, shop with Patricia Field, write poetry with
Maya Angelou and have Sting, Nelson Mandela, Mark Twain and Bono over for