Today my iPod died. I received it Christmas 2007, so it's lasted a little over a year now. I can still scroll up and down the list on the main menu, but it won't let me click on anything and it won't turn off. The pathetic thing is that when it stopped operating, I cried! It wasn't a long cry, but I teared up. That is so lame, I listen to the thing at least once a day, but it's nothing to cry over. It's not like I just lost the 623 songs on there. They still exist on my computer. So I started to wonder, have I become that dependent on an electronic? If I have, that is not good. Maybe I just like being able to listen to Victoria Hart, Katy Perry, Wilco and Johnny Flynn at the easy click of a button. I don't know, but when I cried, it scared me because I wasn't sure what I was crying for.
Love, Laura
About Me
- laurielou
- Oh deary. About me sections are always my least favorite. My name is Laura, I like typing, singing off key, belittling myself, watching movies, hanging out with friends, and lots of other normal teenager things. I like animals and Italian food and I find Harrison Ford attractive. I love vitiman water, Nutella, pom poms and Converse.
Monday, January 12, 2009
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