I am completely in love with Japan. This is influenced by a genuine interest for their rich culture and passion for the arts but this enthusiasm is tied to a less conservative reason - technology
. And what better place to nourish my technophilia than to obsess over a country that houses only the most modern and (not to mention) most stylish equipment the most genius of minds put together could come up with to suit my lifestyle.
I consider myself a technophile for the most part simply because of a continuous need to switch gadgets to a more updated version.
I may not be addicted to marijuana nor am I practicing illegal activities of that sort, but this does not stop me from switching to other forms of drugs, although less detrimental to the health. Gadgets are my drugs. Regardless of how I am fully aware of technology's unending cycle of updates, just like a drug addict, I play as a consumer, hopelessly enslaved my pills - computers, laptops, mp3 players, phones - you name it, I must have it.
Last March, my dad gave me an iPhone, a gadget I had been pestering him to buy forme for over a year. I thought I would finally be content once I laid my hands on that slick and stylish apple product that haunted my mind for months but it almost came as no surprise to me that a month later after receiving the gadget, I'd be surfing the net again for new phones. The arrival of the iPhone 4 egged me on to consider the possibilities of buying s new phone. That's when I came around to this Docomo product.
Docomo Style Series-Seventeen Edition, SH-05B (やんちゃピンク)
I saw it from a fellow blogger's blog and it immediately had its cute pink clutches wrapped around me.
My mind was rendered useless as the thought of owning oneof these overshadowed every ounce of rationality left in my head. I WANT ONE
That is that.
I have always wanted to buy a Japanese phone. When I went to Japan, I initially planned on buying one with my pocket money but Japanese cuisine proved to be toodelicious to resist so I shoved a large amount of my money down my throat. I don't really regret eating all those scrumptious food. At some point, they tasted so good it even haunts me in my sleep and I wake up hungry for sushi
and ramen
and Yoshinoya.
Anyway, my plan B was to buy a second hand Japanese phone 'cause they're really cheap but the man in the store said I had to live in Japan for more than a monthto purchase one
. So I got confused.
And later, I found out through google that the buying process for phones in Japan is a bit more complicated than in other countries. First off, handsets aren't sold separately from the service providers unlike here in the Philippines where you can use different simcards on one phone. In Japan, phones are locked to their service providers. From what I understood, Softbank phones are for Softbank subscribers only and cannot cater to Docomo subscribers and stuff like that. Plus, you have to agree to a contract stating your subscription to the service provider for an amount of time (the one I read said you had to subscribe for at least 2 years). I don't know if there's a prepaid optionfor phones in Japan but most articles discussing Japanese phones only mentioned a post-paid option.
So in the end, I didn't get to buy a phone and I am still haunted by the taste of Japanese food. I lose.
But it would take more than a stampede of mad bulls to topple my persistence. When there's a will, there's a way, an old man once said.
My friend's mom lives in Japan and I am planning to ask her a favor of buying the phone for me. It would take a lot of swallowing of pride since I'm not really close to my friend's mom but I'll do it if it means getting my hands on a beautiful pink Japanese phone. My only problem is where and how to get the money for the phone given that my dad won't give me financial support or any kind of support for that matter on this one.
Meh... I'll find a way, eventually... But for now, that's another story.
. And what better place to nourish my technophilia than to obsess over a country that houses only the most modern and (not to mention) most stylish equipment the most genius of minds put together could come up with to suit my lifestyle.I consider myself a technophile for the most part simply because of a continuous need to switch gadgets to a more updated version.
I may not be addicted to marijuana nor am I practicing illegal activities of that sort, but this does not stop me from switching to other forms of drugs, although less detrimental to the health. Gadgets are my drugs. Regardless of how I am fully aware of technology's unending cycle of updates, just like a drug addict, I play as a consumer, hopelessly enslaved my pills - computers, laptops, mp3 players, phones - you name it, I must have it.Last March, my dad gave me an iPhone, a gadget I had been pestering him to buy forme for over a year. I thought I would finally be content once I laid my hands on that slick and stylish apple product that haunted my mind for months but it almost came as no surprise to me that a month later after receiving the gadget, I'd be surfing the net again for new phones. The arrival of the iPhone 4 egged me on to consider the possibilities of buying s new phone. That's when I came around to this Docomo product.
Docomo Style Series-Seventeen Edition, SH-05B (やんちゃピンク)
I saw it from a fellow blogger's blog and it immediately had its cute pink clutches wrapped around me.
My mind was rendered useless as the thought of owning oneof these overshadowed every ounce of rationality left in my head. I WANT ONE That is that.I have always wanted to buy a Japanese phone. When I went to Japan, I initially planned on buying one with my pocket money but Japanese cuisine proved to be toodelicious to resist so I shoved a large amount of my money down my throat. I don't really regret eating all those scrumptious food. At some point, they tasted so good it even haunts me in my sleep and I wake up hungry for sushi
and ramen and Yoshinoya.Anyway, my plan B was to buy a second hand Japanese phone 'cause they're really cheap but the man in the store said I had to live in Japan for more than a monthto purchase one
. So I got confused. And later, I found out through google that the buying process for phones in Japan is a bit more complicated than in other countries. First off, handsets aren't sold separately from the service providers unlike here in the Philippines where you can use different simcards on one phone. In Japan, phones are locked to their service providers. From what I understood, Softbank phones are for Softbank subscribers only and cannot cater to Docomo subscribers and stuff like that. Plus, you have to agree to a contract stating your subscription to the service provider for an amount of time (the one I read said you had to subscribe for at least 2 years). I don't know if there's a prepaid optionfor phones in Japan but most articles discussing Japanese phones only mentioned a post-paid option.So in the end, I didn't get to buy a phone and I am still haunted by the taste of Japanese food. I lose.
But it would take more than a stampede of mad bulls to topple my persistence. When there's a will, there's a way, an old man once said.
My friend's mom lives in Japan and I am planning to ask her a favor of buying the phone for me. It would take a lot of swallowing of pride since I'm not really close to my friend's mom but I'll do it if it means getting my hands on a beautiful pink Japanese phone. My only problem is where and how to get the money for the phone given that my dad won't give me financial support or any kind of support for that matter on this one.
Meh... I'll find a way, eventually... But for now, that's another story.
