before my bday i was hoping to get an electric guitar from my parents... but my mom gave me a volleyball instead. :( i don't want a volleyball!!.. sheesh!.. their my parents, how come they don't know what i want!?.. tell me it's the thought that counts.. ok i get that but still. what am i going to do? i need to accept it. it's take it or leave it. all i know is that, that volleyball has a purpose... like my boombox... my parents gave it to me last, last christmas and i wasn't wishing for it. at first i wasn't happy,.. then next thing i knew i needed it for our P.E. dance. maybe it's like that... but who knows?