In The End, What I Get?

I still remembered the first time I bought my very own hand phone @ handset @ mobile phone. It was 2002, when I was in form 2. During that time, handset is still a new technology and not all students had their own. Even my parents bought their handset in 2001.

In order to have 1, my brother and I saved some of our duit makan that ayah give everyday. He only gave us RM2 (but the amount keep increasing directly proportional to our age) daily for us to buy food or to buy snack (only food is allowed by my ayah). So, we secretly ikat perut and saved the money to buy a handset.

I shared money with my older brother to buy the phone line. I bought maxis, and I still remembered the price, RM80! We had to wait for about half a year to do so because it was difficult to save money you know (always wanted to buy something else). But the number is beautiful, 012-6060650 (lost already this number 4 years ago). I bought a second hand handset from my friend, 3310 for RM150 (kalau tak silap la). To have a handset is like to have a masterpiece (jakun la kate kan) at that time. Yela, I bought it myself, with my own money, with my own effort, with my own everything! (my parents had NEVER gave even RM1 to me to buy the phone or for the topup)




At first, there were only 10 numbers in it (most of it is numbers of my friends’ house).
At the end of the year, I managed to get some of my friends’ hp number. So, during the school break, with nothing to do, I started to be like a Peaceful Destroyer. I miscalled every number in my contacts list, every minute. And yes, there were response from the victims. We had a ‘miscall fighting’, tried to miscalled the opponent’s number, and tried to be the one who was able to answer the ‘miscall’ (I’m always the winner).

I spent about RM30 a month for topup because of SMS. Though it was fun to be able to chat with our friends, I suffered a little (doesn’t eat anything during school). And after my parents know about the handset (I was able to hide it for only 2 months), they warned me that I had to topup myself. So, because of that (because I bought my own handset), up till now, I topup on my own (very envy with those who their parents topup for them).

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I bought by second handset 3 years later, after Hari Raya Puasa (not a second hand handset anymore). With the ‘duit raya’ I got, I bought a more sophisticated and advance handset, K300i. It has camera on it, and more importantly, I’m the first in my family to have 1. So, with the camera, I begun my ‘cameraman’ profession and capturing any scene that I thought was nice. But, with nowhere to transfer all the pictures (the handset has no MC, so the memory is only 13MB), I had to delete it.



Now, I’m using K770i (after years of experience, I think Sony is better than Nokia), and I bought it again, with my own money. So, who’s out there thought that their parents are mean cause they do not buying a handset for you, just remember me. It was hard for me at first but later on, I learnt something. We can’t always depend on our parents for everything. With that moto, I was able to be an independent boy. Everything I bought on my own, from handset to games, from comics to magazines, from shoes to jeans, I bought it with my savings. Hell yeah. If you don’t believe me, just ask my brother and my sister. We all buy our stuff on our own.




Peace =]
P/S: Umi and Ayah, I’m not saying that you had never bought us anything or being mean to us, but the way you treated us is right. I’m proud of both of you. I’ve learn that money is not easy to get and we will appreciate more if we put our own effort in it. Thanks for that.