Not A Chance.

One minute ago the screen of my iPhone broke.
It's iPhone 3gs white, 16 gb.
The crack came from the bed.
My bed height is 1.70 meters.
 Now there's a big crack in the middle, thanks to the lame unkeeping case.

I'm supposed to go to New-York in two weeks.
And I wanted to go to the apple store, hoping my dad buy me a Iphone 4 or 4s.
Now, what's the chance?

I can't believe it!
I just putted my iPhone next to me while it searched the song "Knives & Pens" that I started to like.


I even can't make my day happier, I feel like it's a funeral.
There's a tradition (I don't know if still doing it) in the Jewish funeral not eating for a week -or day-.


So I don't have an idea for what now.
Just acting like a wimp.