Butter-fingers, no, not the candy bar.
Venturing with butterfingers. Still not sure why I felt that should be the title for my blog a couple years ago. I dug deep and found an essay I wrote my sophomore year of high school that should clear things up. ... Once I threw off that Christmas wrapping paper and realized what was in my hands, I knew that I had become responsible enough to receive this unbelievable gift. I was so excited, I spent the whole rest of the day figuring out how to work my new iPhone. I took so many pictures and began to learn how to text. I would never let anything bad happen to my phone. A couple months had past. I was at the mall with my friends, and we decided to take a timer picture. I propped my phone up on a rock and hurried back to my friends for the picture. We stayed still, but my phone did not. We watched it tip and fall down onto the cold sidewalk, screen facing down. I didn't want to pick it up to find that it was cracked, so I made my friend pick it up and see. She picked my p...
