Sunday was awful.

Not only did I not find Molly, everyone thinks I'm a loser! I could tell. I would ask about Molly and show her picture, and they would ask me how we met and why I didn't know how to contact her.

After I told them our story, they would look at me with pity and ask me things like "do your parents know you are doing this?" and "Are you sure the young lady wants to be found?" and " Maybe you should just forget about Molly".

One girl even asked me out. But I said no. Molly is my one true love.

I know she is a BYU cougar fan. I'm planning on attending the game on Saturday. Maybe I'll see her.

If I had enough money I could always purchase one of those ads that they put up on the big screen at the game. I wonder how much they cost?  ¶ 8:36 PM