The only real difference between me and a girl who is obsessed with Orlando Bloom or some other Hollywood star is that she could make a fan site to her star without having to worry about getting a restraining order! Some how this strikes as being very funny, and very pathetic at the same time. Oh wait, another difference is that she probably knows what continent that her guy is on, while I don’t, if only Kayley had looked closer at his missionary plaque in the Smithfield stake building. Maybe I’ll ask my dad to take me there during presidents day weekend, and I’ll take my camera and take a picture of his plaque and finally get a half decent picture of him! The one in my year book of him isn’t very good. I guess it just wasn’t meant to be. I hope I read this entry in 2 years and laugh my head off about it. It already brings a smile to face, rather than the sorrow and depressed wallowing that it originally would have. I more or less treat him as a Bishonen now. He might as well really be one! ~Amyelk Out