whatta?!

i went to the mall to have my phone fixed because the freakin' flex was broken. it was broken since may so i decided that i wont have it fixed anymore but suddenly my mind changed.i loved this phone so much...well because it look so nice and...ah, hmm, i bought it on my own. so as i walk to the service center, i saw this awesome glass sprayed banner on one window. "super sale" it says. come to think of it, why fix something that is broken? why not replace it with something new? why am i so impulsive? hay. kept thinking if i'll have my phone fixed, i sat down on the floor of powerbooks. then i said to myself, "what am i doing here?" then i went to the humor section trying to find some easy laugh. i pulled out a digbert comics and found myself bored after a few seconds so i got pugad baboy instead. how stupid of me to take the volume that i already had, crap..what the heck. i sat down near the stairs and just heard myself laughing after turning the first page. to cut the story short, i laughed and laughed until i finished the 50 something page of it. then i stood up, put the book where i took it and stood blank for some time. "now?!" i dont know where to go. i went again to the shop and ask the technician, "manong magkano flex ng u700?" "1,500" he said. then i stepped out of the shop. hmm, another question popped into my head. if i'll have it fixed and the warranty is only for a month, what will i do if it would be broken again? have it fixed? whats the point? there are many things in life that no matter how important it was, eventually it will wear out. things, friends, relationship, life - everything has their breaking point. would the patch job make you happy or would it make you worry more? i dont know. all i know is that my twisted mind told me to type this insane blog.