Farewell Nokia 1110

{ Then You Rang,  Now You Don't }

Nokia 1110, my faithful cell phone. In a time when everyone is holding an iphone, or an Android, or at least a colour screen cell phone, I felt completely content using this antique treasure. Why? It was able to make calls, send messages, wake me up in the morning for work ... and that, was good enough for me.

Actually, 1110 does not belong to me initially. Four or five years ago, me and my sister decided to buy our dad his first ever mobile phone. He really needed one to make some calls home as he was working out station at that time. A year or two later, he decided to quit working and stay at home due to illness. When I say stay at home, he practically just stays . at . home. You hardly see him leaving the house. So naturally, 1110's new job was to sit in a corner and collect dust. When my Samsung flip cell phone was not working anymore, and 1110 was like an abandoned child crying for a mama, I took it ... and the rest was history.

Well, careful as I was, I did a thing that almost all cell phone owners had, or will experience. This morning, I accidentally dropped this poor little fella into a public toilet bowl, eeewwwwww~ The good thing is, it fell before I ... ahem. The bad thing is, it was the end of 1110. When I took it out of the toilet bowl, I felt that I really needed to clean it (by the way, I am very particular about cleanliness @@). I mean, it was already soaked wet, so adding some clean water (with some Dettol) wouldn't do too much harm right? I just want to make sure it is in clean condition before I try to fix it.

Sadly, 1110 did not survive =( ... And excitedly, new phone it is =) ...

and I give thanks with a grateful heart, for my life is a bed of roses, that comes with thorns ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪♫•*