I lost my phone

I lost my phone today in the mall before the Olympic Ozone ceremony. Here is a craigslist.com ad I typed up. Because the internet is always reliable in moments of crisis. I'm proud that I didn't type the whole thing in capitals and swear at all.
I was freaking out the whole day. My mom was THIS close to beating my ass and never letting me out again. And also I almost canceled my plan and bought a new phone for $200.



2010~ Feel the Spirit. Feel the unity. give me my phone back.

Me: Nice girl, wearing a T-shirt, tank top and baggy white Olympic pants. Carrying a red, white and black Olympic Ozone jacket.
You: Equally generous stranger who happened to pick up my lost Blackberry Pearl Flip. Or stranger who stole my phone. In that case, shame on you.


Phone: A Blackberry Pearl Flip. With quite a number of scratches so maybe beyond reselling. Paint has chipped off on the corners from the many times that I dropped it on gravel or tile. The phone has a keychain with a large pink diamond ring attached (fake, bought for 6.99) that I use to stop my cell from falling, very useful.
In between walking around Richmond Center and dragging my guyfriends into Lazena, I seem to have misplaced my phone. If you happened to have picked up my phone, please return it. I will sing a concert of Olympic choir songs to you in your honor for the safe return of my Blackberry. If my horrible wailing is not your type of reward, I will sing anyways until you relinquish your possession on my cell.
In conclusion, my phone means a lot to me. Return it and I will hug you like you've never been hugged before.
Leeeet your spirit soaaaaaaaarrr~~
BTW look for me on T.V. ! =D

EDIT: My friend took my phone out of my pocket. And he's not giving it back for a week.
Fuck you. I'm going to murder you.