When it comes to gadget, I am almost one generation behind everyone else.

No, I don’t mean one version. I do mean one generation. Like, when everyone is enthusing about the newly launched iPad, I have only placed an order for an iPhone.

(Side track here: Can anyone think of a more stupid name for iPad? It sounded like the latest sanitary pad from Apple, only that it isn’t compatible with most women)

And so to my iPhone. It was a corporate plan, with a reduced subscription fee, and a 32GB iPhone 3GS for HK$800. Unlimited data transfer. Incoming and outgoing call minutes which I am sure will be under utilised in my case.

And most importantly, the self-satisfaction that I am finally venturing into the mobile world. Internet on the go.

How connected can you be? In my case, so connected I am about to be that I dreamed about my new iPhone last night. The whole gizmo; getting excited, hours spent zooming in and out of its applications, sending texts (on my touchscreen keyboard) to my friends announcing my latest best friend.

I didn’t know I am so crazy over iPhone, deep down. It is just that… a phone.

Perhaps I am about to prove how misled I was.

ETA uncertain, but I will let you know when it happens.

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