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I hate cellphones. I think I hate them more now that I have one (or maybe it's just the fact that everyone around me is constantly on theirs or messaging people when they're hanging out with me cuz I'm just not entertaining enough or something). They are just so irritating and make people act in ways that they never would have done if cellphones had never existed. I even had a nightmare last night about mine. I had to take a friend's baby (his kid is like four now, I dunno why he was a baby in my dream) to the hospital and I couldn't figure out how to work the phonebook function on my phone to call him. I was crying and asking other people to help me figure it out so he could just get to the hospital. So I think what my subconscious is trying to tell me is that cellphones are only good for making plans with your friends while your already hanging out with someone else, and at the one time that you actually need your cellphone, it will be dead or you'll turn into a complete idiot and forget how it works. (By you, I don't mean anyone specific, just so ya know) Rar. I wonder if that's enough ranting or if I'll feel the need to come back later and bitch some more...