I Have No Life...

Last weekend, on Saturday, I went on a day pass with my Grandpa Jim and my dad. After my grandpa picked me up, we went to my dad's house. Whenever I would go to my dad's house I would always borrow his phone to text people. As I normally did, I asked my dad if I could steal his phone. He told me that he couldn't find it. Then, he went into his room and brought out a new cell phone, handed it to me, and said, "Here use your own damn phone. Happy Birthday." I was so excited that my dad got me a cell phone for my birthday. But, as I said, I have no life. Since I got the phone, I have been having trouble staying off of it. I've wanted to get another phone for a long time, but now that I have one, I think I'm addicted to it.