I’m a potato. Now give me that number!

One thing I hate about time passing by is me forgetting important stuffs that I used to know in a heart beat – phone numbers for example. I told my friend I’d call her today and here I am scavenging half the day for her contact number. I feel pathethic. and guilty. because I couldn’t remember her phone number. Aside from my home phone number, the only contact number I remember so well is my best friends’… why not call her and ask for the number instead? Well, she’s not exactly in the talking mood to me for, ermm, since December? I lost counting.