it always happens when you're not expecting it

Currently feeling kinda frazzled at uni.

About 20 minutes ago, I was crossing the road with 2 textbooks in my bag, a lecture pad & tax legislation and phone in one hand, a coffee and a muffin in the other. I crossed the road when it was not my turn to cross (oops), and I dropped my phone.

I always drop my phone. Every single time I do, I experience this quick moment of panic and the only thought in my head is "HOLYSHIT, IS MY PHONE STILL WORKING?" after a moment of fumbling around, my finger hits the homekey, and I'm super relieved to see my wallpaper flash on.

However today, when I bent over to pick up my phone, I didn't even think about checking my phone to see it was still working. I think I was just assuming that it would be fine on the count that it had always survived a small drop.

BUT NO.

NOT TODAY.

Today, my phone decided that it was the final straw, and it couldn't take my abuse anymore.

I'm relieved though. My plan had finished a month ago, and I've been sitting on the fence about getting a new phone/plan.  The past few weeks have been torturous for me - should I get the iPhone 5, Nexus or Samsung? Should I switch to Telstra, Virgin or Optus? And because of my indecision, I've been stuck on Voda for longer than I should have been.

So Vodafone, fuck you. You phantom data charges (over $250) while I was out of the country was seriously the last straw.