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    Weirdo  echo $newRAM;
    added Sun March 14 2004 at 10:58 PM
    My roommates think I'm a weirdo. A sick freak. Messed up in the head. Perhaps even a stalker.

    Yesterday, I did my pictures project and I told them what I did. They think that taking pictures of random girls makes me a stalker. But I didn't do it to get pictures of a specific girl, it was more for the concept. I wasn't taking pictures of a bunch of girls, I was taking pictures of that surprised shock of someone handing them a flower.

    Today we were sitting together at stake conference. The speakers were really boring, and we were joking around together. Spencer pointed out a totally cute girl three or four rows in front of us. He mentioned something about getting her phone number and somehow it got around to me saying I would get it for him. At first I was worried that I wouldn't be able to catch her after the meeting, but Greg suggested I could step over the seats and catch her.

    So I did. After the closing prayer, I went down, tapped her on her shoulder, and told her that my roommate wanted her name and number. They didn't think I would actually do it. And now combined with yesterday's flower excursion, they're torn between thinking that I'm really outgoing, or maybe that I'm a sick stalker freak. The thing is that I can't do these things to get *me* a date... just my friends. He actually did call her this evening. Her name's Megan. And she is really cute. But it doesn't matter, I would never get the guts to ask her out.