I don't want a phone that never rings.

I keep wondering. Am I that good looking? or sexy? or attractive? Walking, just along the road to class, I pick up at least 4 or so people. Is it some big joke? Is something wrong with my clothes? Is my hair straight? Something funny going on with my clothes? Mind-boggling I say. Of course on the other hand they're never that great looking. Only a couple..or something. I think.

D'ah well. Yet am picky bastard and I don't care.