My Bitch!

Ever wonder what kind of girl your handphone would be like?

I'm currently using the Motorla V3 - the sleek handphone no thicker than my skin, made with space-age-titanium-aluminum-unbreakable-fireproof-waterproof-scratch-proof-willflyyoutothemoon material (sounds a lot like my Finest Fashion made RJ uniform).

I've had the phone for over a year now, and it dawned on me this afternoon: My phone's a bimbo. You probably are wondering why I'm comparing such an exquisite piece of technology with a mindless female...but the similarities are glaring. Here they are:

1) Like a bimbo, the V3 looks damned good.

2) Like a bimbo, the V3 may look good, but has really lousy functions. (Motorola users will agree with me on the slow response times and the horrible sms system. After a year it still pisses me off)

3) Like a bimbo, once newer and more attractive models started stealing away its legions of fans, it went for a makeover and returned in a hot new pink number which drove millions of women around the world (and maybe some men too) crazy for it.

4) Like a bimbo, once you realise it for what it really is...you start appreciating it less and try to sell them off for a hugely discounted price (its now worth about 40% of what my dear parents paid for it. Damn you all handphone shops)

5) Like a bimbo, the V3 lies - try dropping your V3 once and feel the look of bewilderment creep upon your face as you observe the new huge crack on your supposedly unscratchable phone.

My once young, attractive, seductive bimbo is now old, wrinkled and scarred. How time changes everything eh? Well I'm still sticking to my V3 anyway...until december comes and my 2 year plan expires. Maybe I'll look for a new hot bimbo then. haha!