It's Done!...I think.

So, it's complicated but I think I am done with school, maybe forever. Sweet. It makes me happy to think about it. But now I am working on filling a serious void in my life. I have been going to school pretty much non-stop since I was 5. Now I am 25. So what to do for the next 20 years? Hopefully I can find jobs/careers that motivate me and that I find success in. Then I could stop working and say the same thing about work that I am saying about school. I should also probably get married in the next 20 years. That would be sweet. Then I could have some kids and play catch with 'em. I wish I would have stuck with baseball. I think I could have been pretty good. oh well...

AHHHH! FINALS!!!

I should be studying but I'm not. I can't, or at least, I REALLY don't want to. The one good thing that comes out of all this is a diploma. I am virtually done with school. That makes me happy. But it also scares me. I don't know what I am going to do. It is one of those points in life some would like to call a defining moment. Sure, why not? I mean, I don't know what direction my life is about to take. I could end up here in Utah, California, Arizona, who knows! I know what I want to be doing but I can't do it yet. I need some experience in the business field before I can go out giving people advice on how to do their marketing. At least I have something to work towards right?

I'd like to meet the woman I am supposed to marry. I am at the point of...I hate it. I want somebody. Everyone else I know has someone. Jealousy won't get me anywhere. But they all had wingmen that helped get them in the right spot. I ain't got no wingman cause they all went down in the blaze of glory. Now it is just me against whatever it is I am facing.

Sorry. Just lonely. But I hate finals. check out some new poems. yep, its true! Caleb has another crush that ain't gonna work out. Read all about it. HA!

The Trouble With Love Is...

In relationships today there is an inherent problem, love. Couples get involved with each other and “fall in love.” Cool. I’m not bashing love. I want to talk about people’s propensity to love and propensity to be loved.
There are several ways to love someone. Forgive me if I miss one. 1. Physically 2. With gifts 3. With time 4. With service 5. With words.

In relationships, especially with ones dealing with love we must be careful, we must understand what our partner needs. You see, some people need to be loved in certain ways. Some like to be showered with gifts, others like to be told that they are loved.

The key to a successful relationship where love is being addressed is; how does my partner need to be loved? How do they respond to love? Do they need gifts; do they need the physical touch, or my physical presence to know they are loved? How do they need to be loved?

Once we know what our partner wants we must also know what we want. How do I need to be loved? Once you know, you need to communicate that to your partner. This is one of my love recipes. I figure this would save a lot of people a lot of turmoil, a lot of tears.

You see the problem with love is that not everyone responds to it in the same way. Let’s say a guy, Jack, loves a girl, Jill. Jack wants Jill to know he loves her so he buys her gifts; all kinds of gifts. What if Jill just needs to be told that she is loved? All of Jacks gifts, while nice gestures, are in vain. Jill is not getting the point. Now there is tension between them. Jill doesn’t know if Jack loves her and Jack doesn’t know why Jill doesn’t appreciate his gifts.
I see this type of thing happening all the time.

So my advice, not that I am qualified to speak on such a topic, is know how to love and know how you need to be loved.

Up, but Out Dated

Hey! Hey! Hey!

I have a confession to make. I didn't go camping this past weekend like I told a few people. I went to Daytona Beach Florida. I went with a buddy of mine to support the UVSC women's dance team at the National Dance Association National Competition. It was a blast. Our girls place 9th in Division-1. Their routine was flawless right to the end. We had a couple of minor falls at the very very end. Without those deductions we could have placed 3rd. They did awesome and I am proud of them.

Sort of on the same note... Girls are wierd, funny, gross, and on and on. Spending time with women this past weekend only confirmed this. But you know what? I love it! They are SO different from guys and that is why we love them.

I am going to think more about what happened and get back to you. In the mean time check out the new poems I added to my other site.