I have an iPhone. That is all.
The worst part about getting a brand new iPhone? People insisting on calling you on the home phone from downstairs.
Of course, that's more than balanced out by the various great things about it. As it turns out, only abut five or six people were actually queuing up outside the O2 shop in Ayr so there wasn't too much hanging around. I basically just met up with mum after school and then we passed the time by getting something to eat and walking around shops until they started to shut at around half five. Then we just stood around outside the shop in the little crowd that had formed and talked to the people there. Well, my mum talked. I read Doctor Who Magazine.
But, you're not interested in how I got the iPhone. You're interested in what it's like. Well, maybe you're not, considering it's been out elsewhere for ages, but I'll assume that you are only so I can disappoint you by saying that I'm not going to tell you. I will tell you that, so far, it's an excellent little device but I'll save the full write-up/fanboy gushings for a MacTake article some time tomorrow.
On an different topic completely, today was photo day at school. I dislike photo day, in kind of the same way that dodongo dislikes smoke*. Now that I'm in Sixth Year, I got drafted in on all my free periods to either stand in the hall and wait around or be sent off to some classroom to locate some small child whose smaller sibling was having their photo taken.
It also meant that I had to get my photo taken at some point. Now, I'm not exactly photogenic, partly because I can't just sit there and smile. It always seems really forced. If I laugh or I'm genuinely happy, I'll smile slightly. I can't say that sitting on a stool getting my photo taken is much of an enjoyable experience. But, I got it over with and that's the end of it. Well, until they need to take a photo of the whole Sixth Year as they are apparently planning to do. “They” being the school. Did I make that clear? Doesn't matter, really.
That's pretty much it for today. I had some other stuff to mention which I may talk about tomorrow. For now, I've got to go memorise a new phone number then get some sleep. It might be a busy day tomorrow, depending on what I decide to do.
*This is an obscure gaming reference. Don't worry if you don't get it. Actually, you might want to start worrying if you do get it.
Of course, that's more than balanced out by the various great things about it. As it turns out, only abut five or six people were actually queuing up outside the O2 shop in Ayr so there wasn't too much hanging around. I basically just met up with mum after school and then we passed the time by getting something to eat and walking around shops until they started to shut at around half five. Then we just stood around outside the shop in the little crowd that had formed and talked to the people there. Well, my mum talked. I read Doctor Who Magazine.
But, you're not interested in how I got the iPhone. You're interested in what it's like. Well, maybe you're not, considering it's been out elsewhere for ages, but I'll assume that you are only so I can disappoint you by saying that I'm not going to tell you. I will tell you that, so far, it's an excellent little device but I'll save the full write-up/fanboy gushings for a MacTake article some time tomorrow.
On an different topic completely, today was photo day at school. I dislike photo day, in kind of the same way that dodongo dislikes smoke*. Now that I'm in Sixth Year, I got drafted in on all my free periods to either stand in the hall and wait around or be sent off to some classroom to locate some small child whose smaller sibling was having their photo taken.
It also meant that I had to get my photo taken at some point. Now, I'm not exactly photogenic, partly because I can't just sit there and smile. It always seems really forced. If I laugh or I'm genuinely happy, I'll smile slightly. I can't say that sitting on a stool getting my photo taken is much of an enjoyable experience. But, I got it over with and that's the end of it. Well, until they need to take a photo of the whole Sixth Year as they are apparently planning to do. “They” being the school. Did I make that clear? Doesn't matter, really.
That's pretty much it for today. I had some other stuff to mention which I may talk about tomorrow. For now, I've got to go memorise a new phone number then get some sleep. It might be a busy day tomorrow, depending on what I decide to do.
*This is an obscure gaming reference. Don't worry if you don't get it. Actually, you might want to start worrying if you do get it.
posted by Alasdair Corbett at
11:34 PM
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