argh ok i lost my phone. sigh. picture of wuwo and liverpool handphone strap gone. :(

and my dad is making a big fuss over it. it's not that i want to lose it alright. if i want to change it (by losing it), i would have changed it when my plan ended in dec last year.

me: 手机丢了
dad: 怎么丢的？
me: 如果知道的话还会丢吗？

and there is this whole stupid thing about getting the sim card. they need my mum's verification. the timing rocks man. my mum happened not to be on this island now.

me: 暂时不能拿SIM卡
dad: 谁叫你丢的？
me: 对啊我嫌手机太多用不完

alright said that cos my plan actually ended last yr. and my mum's been bugging me for really long to change my phone. didn't want to cos i love my current one. :D (but anyway my mum actually got a new one standing-by at home. -.-)

ok. anyway my dad thinks that i lost my phone just to get a new one. what kind of logic is this.

roar. i've beginning to understand why i have tense relationships with my parents. it all boils down to one word.

谅解。

and it's non-existent in the three of us.