Of Drowning Wasps and Magic Mirrors

I saved six lives yesterday. There were a bunch of wasps in my friend's pool, and I save them all from certain death. If only they had been human, then maybe My Prince would notice me. Last night I stayed up late pouring my heart out in a letter to him, and, since I know he can see me in the mirror, i held it up to the mirror for him to read. I even left my home and cell phone number, my blog address, my email, my house address, and my new address. Now I'm just waiting for him to contact me. It's probably kind of an unrealistic expectation, isn't it? Maybe I'll find him next year... Oh, God. Now I've started pining away for him. Plus I'm listening to a really depressing song that's making me feel like my problems are nothing. Why hasn't My Prince called me? If he gave me his phone number, I would call him right away. Well, I'm just going to crawl into a hole and read a really bad romance novel.

Pathetically,
Rosie L.