Monday, July 6, 2009

All the world's a stage and you arent a player.

N97 is the awaited and the wait is almost over.

It has the specs that kills and places almost all other phones to be something with "less".

The biggest competitor to iphone 3g s and has a one up already against it in various ways though the iphone's pretty good shit too so to HTC phones but it still outshines to my personal liking.

http://www.digitgeek.com/nokia-n97-compared-with-iphone-xperia-x1-g1/

http://www.nokia.com.sg/find-products/products/nokia-n97/specifications

I will miss my memories with my N95 but finally something more and different after the 2 years of N95 and it's time to side slides and touch screen.

Great and many thanks to my mum!

Picture of it should be up soon if not enjoy it through checking it out on the web. The best phone from Nokia yet.

Dafted and reflected by - Truth in the lies and his quotes inside. at 7/06/2009 02:28:00 PM 1 comments
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