Match made in Heaven

I'm starting to think that when every girl is born they have the mentality of obsession embedded into their cerebrum. Why? Because we are constantly analyzing and stalking every social networking source until we find out the name of the hot guy that just walked past us in the hall. Finally, after going all the way into our myspace account and possibly the state federal department, we successfully manage to get a social security number, thumb print, and blood type. But, we still can't hack into their Facebook because it just so happens to be blocked...until you add them as your friend. After that, it's up to him to look through my photos, which I previously went through and deleted anything that may make him get second thoughts. I also added my Instagram name, just in case he wants to stalk me on that too, not that he'll need to. So hopefully later during ward prayer I can slip a little side note to heaven to see if it's my match.