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I am hiding from my stalker. I have an obsessed fan and I don’t’ like it. About a month ago I was at work in the library and this guy come up to me and asked, ”You live in ‘said dorm’ don’t you?” And I say yeah. Then he ask’s “room 16...something?”......”Uh...yeah.” ....”I uh...I like your hair.” Then he just kinda walks off all weird. So then a week later or so I am in my room with the door open just hanging out on my computer and the same guy walks up to my door and is like “Uh....do ya maybe want to go get some coffee or something?” I said “Uh, no...I’m good.” He said ok then comes back like, two seconds later and says “Well, if you don’t want to go somewhere now, maybe we can go out some other time?” By then I’m thinking ‘Gaaa! Leave me alone!’ But I’m too nice and say “Uh...I got a boyfriend...sorry.” Which is very true, but even if I didn’t I would not be interested in this guy at all. So he says “Oh..ok, sorry....He’s not gonna like, kick my ass now is he?” “No” (I wish) Well, he lives in my dorm and I thought that was going to be the end of that, but it didn’t stop there, oh no. He has a friend that lives on my floor. She was talking to me a week or so after that and mentioned she is friends with the guy who tried to ask me out, and that he’s all in love with me. Jeeeez. I told her to remind him I’m taken and it’s just not going to happen but I don’t think he gets the picture because Last night I got home from the gym at about eleven at night. My roommate says to me, “I found this cd in the hallway in front of our door and it says for Lori on it so I guess it’s for you.” It was this burnt cd with all these love songs on it! It never even registered to me that it was from him and I was asking some people if they knew who left it there, and then one of the girls down the hall said “It’s probably from that guy on the fifth floor.” And I just got this overwhelming feeling of “FUCK. NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!” Damn. I see this guy all the time and he always looks at me, then looks away really fast...I have to live in the same building. I don’t do good in these situations. I’m not mean enough to say “Leave me alone!” But I may have to be if he doesn’t. I mean, it’s brave of him to try I guess but can’t he take a hint? So now I am so afraid I am going to run into him because campus is small. I am never answering my phone or my door again. My roommate thinks it’s funny. But anyways, I was just in the library thinking I would be in the clear, and I am leaving to get food and wouldn’t you know that mother fucker comes waling in the front door and sees me. So I duck behind the circulation desk and start talking to some people I work with and tell them what the hell I am doing. Then I don’t see him and I get out of there, and while I’m on my bike I see him again! Like two seconds later. I think he’s following me or something. I’m hiding in the computer lab. I’m such an idiot. I just don’t do good in awkward situations, and I don’t want to have one, especially not with him. I gotta go sneak across the street to eat with Ashley.
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