So just ignore this, I think... I came down here to get away from a whole bunch of problems, some bat habits, a creapy stalker girl, my parents, and basically get a new start on things. I got down here, got to work, and started to have things go pretty good. Three weeks later, I get fired, I argue with my roommates for the week and I think about coming home. I dont have any personal space, which drives me nuts, I miss my musical equipment, and my funds are stretching. Last weekend, I go to the body exhibit in San Diego, go out to eat chinese food, and hang out with a bunch of almost strangers. Generally I enjoy myself. The next day I have a great day at church and later that night go to a movie night and flirt my guts out, for who knows what reason. Monday, I spend the day doing laundry and trying to stay busy, still indulging in bad habits, and then go to a ward activity. So this girl is there and starts flirting relentlessly. She offers to drive me home so I will stay longer, she follows me on a hike to some nearby creak. During which she touches me like a man trying to make a move. She grabs at my hand, my butt, anything she can find. Mind you I am a guy, I play it cool, while secretly quite enjoying the contact(it's been a while). I get a ride home with my roommate hoping she will be a little hurt I didn't ride home with her, but still slightly confused about the whole situation. Yesterday, she gets my number from my roommate (who quite quickly sold me out) and starts texting me. It goes something like this, "you should come play volleyball at 9:45." I got home from the gym at 10:30. at 11:45 I felt bad enough to text her and say, "sorry, we just got back from the gym, maybe some other time." To which she fairly promptly replied, "okay, there is a ward activity tomorrow, are you coming?" I, who actually had firgured on coming, replied, "I think so, I will probably late." And heres where things go south. She sends this, and I quote exactly (yes, I actually found my phone for this). "so... Here is a question. What exactly is goin on between us?" Now I really don't want to reply to this at all, but I am a fairly nice guy when it alls boils down so I send the honest truth, or at least what I think to be the honest truth. It went something like "I am not really sure, I am still trying to figure out whether I am staying here or going home. I am trying to process the fact that I lost my job and I am just taking things one step at a time." She replies, "If you need a job I to stay I can get you one as a host at marie callenders." I say, "I am still trying to decide what to do, I am certainly not rushing the decision." And once again she says one of those things that make my ego grow and me cringe at the same time. "I really would love it if you could stay. I am going to be honest with you. I like you.:)" I suggested I was flattered and she itterated that I was cute and likeable. I decided now would be a good time to go to bed and not respond to texts because its just too not normal. So that is where I left it. But now I have no idea where I stand. I hate it when girls chase me! I figured that writing this all down would somehow help me get through it and decide what I was going to do, whether I was willing to stay, or just what is happening. It didn't. So if you have advice, I am certainly willing to hear it. Stupid crazy californians.