Being less hung up
September 25, 2008
While stalking an acquaintance’s blog, I came across this post which talked about the messages he kept in his mobile for years, explaining what the SMSes meant, what his partner said.
Oh God that brought me to high school years.
SMSed of sweet nothings, messages about breaking up and childish flirting (Eg “Hello sweet, just wanna tell you i walked past a flower and it’s as pretty as you.” *cue puke here*)
Fucking hell I even saved an old flame’s number under “FORBIDDEN LOVER”, which caused my auntie heart palpitations when she took my phone and scrolled through the messages.
HAHAHAHAHA.
Now, I check my mobile once a day and dread fills me when it rings for it must be work or some news leads. SMS? Only when it’s absolutely crucial. I guess the stupid telcos in Aussieland, which charge more than 20 cents per sms, made me a scrooge when it comes to firing a message out.I am the world’s worst correspondent and I will only reply you in my own time, which could mean within 24 hours, three days or one entire week.
or never at all.
Same here… same here. I used to reply to texts almost immediately, but now, I take my own sweet time. I don’t even bother reading it if I’m doing something (even if it’s not something important). It annoys me when my phone beeps and people around me keep going “eh, eh, you got message leh” when I’m clearly ignoring it! My mantra is: If It’s A Text, Then It Ain’t Urgent.