everytime the phone rings parts of me inside deeply wishes it was that magical someone. I get mysterious calls all the time who don't leave messages, but i still never pick up. You know it could be those seller people. Gawd, it happens all the time. And it's almost like apart of me dies when I'm let down, and find out that it's only my aunt or someone like that who calls. Someone out of the ordinary, call me. geeze, just this once. I don't think i'm that hard to find. hahahaha, anyways. I guess i'm just waiting for the bordeom when my parents go to income tax tonight, woo! but music's my pal. We'll hang.