Don't you love flowers

So a little over a week ago, I decided to go y meet my friends roommate. I've heard a lot about her y was intrigued to get to know her a little better. So what I did was have a bouquet of flowers arraigned from my mothers garden y I cleaned out the rest of the SS treats to take over there (you can never visit someone for the first time empty handed). Well low y behold I ended up leaving the flowers over at the wrong apt. The funny thing was that I didn't even give the wrong apt my name. I assumed that it was my friends apt until she mentioned that I hadn't left anything.
Thursday I make it back over to that apt to retrieve the vase. The same girl answered the door y I explained, in detail none the less, how I had managed to end up at the wrong house y I needed the vase back, but the flowers were to remain as a welcome back to BYU present. No info was exchanged as she gracefully returned the vase with the whole "Yeah just get out of here", look plastered on her face.
As I meandered home, it dawned on me that in my back yard there were dozens of fresh flowers that needed homes y that this year I didn't have a girlfriend to take them to. So I hatched a plan to adopt my mistake apt as my new flower apt.
Saturday after the poorly played BYU game, Zac y I decided to take our flowers around y bring the students of Provo the cheer that they needed. We of course started again with my friends apt, the right one. We knocked on the door y handed the girl a nice bouquet of flowers without leaving our names, stating welcome to BYU y disappeared into the sunset, it was dusk at the moment. We had a TON of flowers left over, so for the next hour we walked the streets of BYU handing out flowers to the ladies that we passed. Most of them were surprised but graciously accepted our gifts.
It was one of the most amazing nights of my life. I truly enjoyed the randomness of it all. I figure that every week, I shall take up the task of handing flowers out to anybody y everybody when I can. If only to bring a little cheer into their lives. I know that my partner in crime will gladly join me because we are pathetic like that, I mean we are not lucky to know any girls in specific to give the flowers too. Another reason why I took Zac along with me, was because I tried to knock on the door of my friend to meet her roommate before, but I could not. The butterflies in my stomach were to much. So I fell onto my safety net, Zac. I'm weak I know, I just haven't been this nervous to meet anyone for a long time. Well the moral of the story is, if you see two random guys on BYU handing out flowers, we're not looking for your numbers or to flirt with you, we just want to bring cheer into your day!

The Heroes journey

I hope that no female that reads this post will think that I am a sexist pig, because I am not. This is a blog all about how dating is just like the heroes journey. It all starts for most Latter Day Saints around the age of 16. We are given all that task to start dating. As we start we are not as comfortable with it as we should be, but it grows on us. As all Heroes, we also take leave from our life to change ourselves to fully accept our quest or duties; we serve a mission for two years.
After returning we are supposed to go y follow that white rabbit down the hole or go y find the Holy Grail aka future companion.
Along the way we have many mini quests that help prepare us to obtain our desire. We date, we earn money to go on dates y meet new people. There are also set backs in our quest, we have our hearts broken, we lose our jobs, we fail a class, but in the end good always triumphs over evil.
You can argue that true life is nothing like that, people have our their own free choice y that good doesn't always win, sometimes "Goliath kicks the crap out of David" and that is true, but like I said, it is just a minor set back.
Once you get out there y find your Holy Grail, don't let go, but if you do lose her, don't worry you'll find her. You just have to wait your turn y not give up, because she's out there (or he, for the female sake) just learning what to contrast you against.
In the end we will all win, but it might not be with whom we think it will be. So my faithful Heroes on your own personal quests, don't give up hope. Be humbly y keep on keepin' on!!!

Time

So a close family friend was over the other day y was talking to my mom about her relationship woes, well mainly was getting it off her chest how guys dumb, she's had two guys try to kiss her in the past week, but then their conversation turned towards others y their relationships that they are in or are not in. I admit, I was sitting downstairs taking in every word, mainly because my name came up y they talked about how an old girl that I dated y contemplated marrying broke my heart. Hearing this opened the flood gate of emotions that I've hidden so well over the past year.
I had to leave the house to figure out why I still felt the way that I did for this certain female. So I went on a power hike up the Y trying to bury the memories y pain. While I was sitting a top of the Y the impressions came to me, first that I live in an amazing part of Provo to be able to leave my house y boom, I have a canyon y the Y trail head right there to climb y the other was this is why you've not had luck with other girls since, you're afraid of the same thing happening.
This post most likely doesn't make any sense to anyone else, since my thoughts are not people thoughts y people thoughts are not my thoughts.
Just to our family friend, my mom was correct the girl did break my heart, came back y gave me hope only to pour salt back into the wounds again. It's to the point that where ever I go, that I have gone with her, I see her there. It's been over a year since we dated y yeah.
To those that have had their hearts ripped out y never given back, don't give up hope like I have. Give it time y all will be better. I'm starting to have faith again y it does get better with time. Just give it time, nothing else will help you cope with it, but good friends y a nice long cry!!!!

Hearts

Last night I watched a movie entitled "The Mighty". It's about two boys that have a few problems physically y mentally, but when they are together they make up one person. The love they show each other, really touched me. Max loved Freak more than anyone else, I mean the kid was abnormally big for his age in the movie, but Freak was freakishly small y the other characters in the movie made many comments about the how much love Max had in his heart for others. He was what Freak called a "Pass a Fist", because he would try to stay out of trouble.

I bring this up because I've been thinking about me. I like to think of myself as a friend to all no matter of how they looked or what limitations that they had. I also bring this up because it reminded me a lot of President Monson. It has been said by a highly ranked official in another religion; "Once you meet Tom, he's your friend". I think that is a nice compliment coming from another leader of another faith. So why can't we be more like the Prophet? Why should we let anger or pride enter into our lives? Why can we not be happy all of the time?

School

Well today another dismal outing with Sunday Scribble. I dunno, I canceled it the week before because I didn't want to be around people, today was the exact same thing minus canceling it. I've been in a rut for the past week of not wanting to see anybody y just keep to myself.
I'm hoping that I come out of this. I hate feeling this way, but I'm just letting the stress of life take over. It's not that school is to hard, I've only had 3 days of class y I'm not behind, yet.
So if no one hears from me over the next few weeks, it's cause I'm taking a LONG break from life.

Was it fun?

So this past weekend we had the third annual Scavenger hunt. Well in the end my team was victorious y walked away with our heads held high or did we? I won't lie at the moment I was stoked that my team won, but the next day I felt empty inside. I've also lost the desire to compete next year.
The previous year, my team placed 2nd in the hunt but I was happy when it was all said y done. That next day, I was cheerful as I was the day before. My only explanation is, the first year I participated, I actually went with someone that I cared about y wanted to go with. This year the two girls I wanted to go with couldn't go. The first one was moving to Logan that day y the second said yes at first, but later bailed out cause she "had to study" for the LSAT.
I ended up going with someone that I didn't know y so did my team ate. I'm not saying that the girls were bad girls, they were actually a lot of fun to hang out with, but it was just different. I now what it feels like to go on a date y come away with an empty feeling, as in why did I just do that. I don't think it was my date, but I just wasn't into it as I thought I was.

Oops

So I totally offened someone with my blog, that is a first. I mean the person was PISSED. I feel bad, but what can you do, besides delete it y move on.
Well all I can say is that work is amazing, I love my job. Each day I am truly humbled by the blessings that I have been given. I work with three men who have mental y physical limitations. I go to their house y help them by taking them out into society to interact with others. I also teach them life skills. This is one of the most rewarding jobs that I have. Now it doesn't pay as well as the other job I had here in Provo, but I can actually see how I am helping others. I came to the fact today that the people born with mental problems y serious physical limitations are the people that have a lot more going for them than someone like me. These people really what the scriptures would say, like a "child". I'm really grateful for the lessons that I have learned there over the past two weeks!
Side note, my blog is really negative y I need to make seem more possitve so I'm going to try to actually write more about the good things in my life that have affected me.
Another side note, Team Black will not lose this year unless we are still dateless by the time we have the scavenger hunt.