Debutante

I really meant it when I plead for your calls, people.  The fam and I went to San Diego today to chill with some family friends and I inadvertently forgot my phone at home. All the while I was in San Diego, I was worried that people might’ve been calling and of course I wouldnt be able to answer and they’d have the impression that I’m a snob.

Ten minutes ago when I got back home, I dug in my bed for my phone, flipped it open, and to my dismay found out that no one called. No one. Not even the blocked-caller dude who said he was my fiance. Not even the guy I’m sorta talking to right now. Not even the guy who wants to hang out. Not even my girl friends. No prank calls. No nothing. I flipped my phone open and it was just my lone wall paper.

Sad, aint it?