Alright! A fair warning. This post is very emotional and very materialistic. Do not read if you hate both!!!
Last Tuesday, I rode the trains LRT and MRT towards Makati to meet my parents there and will go home together. I waited for my sister in the station and hold and behold when she saw me, the front pocket of my bag was open. First I thought, no big. I don't put important stuff there anyways.
She asked me to check everything that I have in my bag. And suprise!!! No PSP in sight, I must have placed it in the front pocket of my bag.
To quote my dad, "Para kang nawalan ng boyfriend!"
Yes! That is how much I loved my PSP. I mean, it was the ultimate gadget! You could play games, watch movies, listen to music, take pictures (if you had the PSP camera gadget) and even surf the internet!
I totally miss it and always kick myself when I remembered how careless I was for not minding my bag while I was walking in the station.
Alright, my PSP was old and well it's been used and wanning in the years, but I still love it. I want my PSP back but I know I won't ever get it.
By some chance, if whoever took it is reading this. You can't open it because it has a password. there are no games except for the BOOK READER, and it has a memory of 2GB only. You picked the wrong PSP to steal just so you know.
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