6 months ago

6 months ago i made blog post about what was going on in my life. Since then pretty much all has gone according to plan, but something has changed. I read that blog post just now and realized wow, I'm a funny dude. With only 1 angry blog post since then, i have not been adequately sharing my sense of humor with the world. I think working in a law firm is dulling my senses and sucking my funny mojo dry. But oh well, maybe i will just let you all in on whats going down in life today. Hilary and i get married in 13 days. what up. two days after that we start our long anticipated Disneyland honeymoon, complete with fancy dinners and character breakfasts. I am pretty sure Disneyland is my favorite place in the world. i can think of anywhere that would top it. Anyway, it snowed this morning and that infuriates me, but i tell myself to look back on snowmageddon in dc and realize how much worse it could be. Actually it wasn't that bad, i sat home all day, slept in, and beat up on my professors punk son. I hate that kid, all three of them. I work at a law firm like i said earlier, saving peoples homes all day.it rewarding but to be honest, i am too good at it. I always run out of things to do. it reminds me of the old phrase, never work yourself out of a job. oh well. Christmas is coming up, and to be honest i am not excited, i could care less. i am a little bitter i dint get to spend it with my family and i don't get to play golf with my grandpa. Anyway, all my closest friends and family are coming in a few days, many of them will experience snow for the first time. all of them will experience temple square at holiday time. its very impressive. OK i have run out of stuff to say. word.

Ok, I'm a little pissed off

Blogs are for venting right. Either that or I utilize the chain of screaming (where is scream with someone lesser than me who then screams at someone lesser than them). The last two days I have been over run by stupid. Necessarily stupid people, but stupid situations. It has been a while since I have felt this arrogant, but there are some people out there who just dont get it. For instance, the life insurance guy who refuses to take no for an answer and talks to me for an hour while I know his family is at home missing him and he knows he's not making any money by talking to me. Priorities dude. Or the 7 people i spoke to at work today who are simply incapable of making a decision o their own unless it involves reading what a computer says. Or maybe the ogre who sits next to me who needs a smoke break every 10 minutes to hopefully calm her st-st-stutter on the phone. There is a reason you get complained about all the t-t-time. I think I am just frustrated because i feel so stuck in a job that is so far below my abilities and i have too many people relying on me for something they need to rely on theirselves about. I am about ready to cut the chord with all of the lazies and drive-less people around me. As I begin to enter my 23rd year I see more and more "eat drink and be merry" attitudes and less and less "do what it take to make you happy."

alright lets do this , first joke

[the first sentence of this blog will not address at how poor the writer of said blog is at keeping up with said blog, he does that every time]
Ok so quick update world. i am back in provo. it is june 14 or something. i have been taking my senior capstone class writing a 20 page paper on gay rights during the clinton administration. im also taking an ethics class for my philosophy minor. i am currently in the process of procrastinating my final 10 pager for that class as well. this spring term is over this Friday. next tuesday is tart my summer classes, US foreign policy and American Political Parties. I just went home to moreno valley to witness my beloved lil sister graduate high school. suckerrrrr it only gets harder after that. i also had the amazing opportunity to spend a day with my somewhat extended family and my dear bestest friends minus mr jason byrnes. in between all of this excitement i have had an ongoing long distance relationship with miss hilary rose holland who is currently in Paris and on my mind. we have kept this going for the alst six months (to the day) and she comes back to SLC on this friday. From that date on we shall not be separated any longer. 6 months a part is far too long, but some how it has completely flown by. 6 months from now it will be winter in Utah at there will be a wedding soon approaching. deal with it world. you may be able to tell this is a somewhat impatient blog post, but that has more to do with the whole procrastinating the ethics paper thing. alrighty, im bored with this garbage im gonna go play man overboard on my guitar. PEACE EARTH!

Peer Pressure

So partly out of guilt, but mostly out of necessity, I feel the need to dedicate at least this blog post to Miss Hilary Rose Holland. I am not sure who actually reads my blog posts, but i know she does at least. Nevertheless, i am going to take the time to tell the world about her and i and i am going to at least pretend that everyone who matters to me will read this, and maybe even a few that don't matter. I would like to start off by saying that Hilary and I met on December 14 at possibly one of my favorite Mexican restaurants in Provo. I saw the most beautiful girl ever and for the hour or so i was there i had trouble not staring across the room at this girl. Before we left, i left a note on her car and figured i had nothing to lose and everything to gain from trying to ask her out on my final night in Utah. She obliged, we went out the next night and it was the most perfect date you could imagine. I left the next day fully expecting to never see her or talk to her again. I was wrong. Since about 1pm that day until now, i cant say that i have gone more than a night's sleep without talking to her. She came out and visited me over valentines weekend here in Washington dc and we spend 5 amazing days together. looking back on it, it literally feels like it was all a dream. She is amazing to me and treats me so well. I feel like a better person each and every day i am with her and i try to get better every day for her sake. I am going back to visit her the first weekend in April and to meet her family for the first time. sure i am nervous, but i have nothing to worry about. she makes me feel calm. she makes me know its going to be OK. Things are getting very serious, and by BYU standards, pretty overdue. I cannot remember ever being this happy and this excited for the future and for this welcome change. That is all that really matters in the end. She makes me happy. She makes me better.

The End

updates

this week had some pretty thrilling new updates.
first and foremost, Hilary Clinton said hi to me. she was on her way to a hearing and i saw her in the hall and smiled and she said hi and i got totally starstruck. after that i got to be part of an elaborate senatorial maneuver to make sure that some tea party journalists couldn't stick a camera in boxers face. it was awesome and i would probably get yelled at for disclosing that on here but who cares, im an intern. i got a lot of sleep this week and it really paid off. i actually worked really hard this week and since so many of the other interns were out at hearings, i was doing everything and i loved it. i got a very important letter in the mail today as well, which i will disclose later. Also today was uncle beau's memorial. i obviously couldn't afford to fly back for it but i heard it was really nice and everyone seemed like they were coping alright. i prayed for them all today on several occasions and i am actually doing really good because i know this is just the beginning for us all. i think that is all. i get to go see my girl in 5 weeks and i am so excited to meet the family finally! i love you world, you are taking good care of me.

Washington

I have a weird problem where i refuse to call our nation's capital "DC" for some reason. it is just easier for me to say Washington and i don't know why. Well i think maybe living here for two months merits a blog update. I am currently on an internship with Senator Barbara Boxer's office through the BYU Washington seminar. I love this city but i hate the people. I think living in Hawaii has ruined my ability to be in a hurry for anything and everyone here is always in a rush. However, i love the city. i always have said i would rather look at concrete buildings than mountains and trees. that is still true, sorry nini.

Anyway, my internship is interesting. I am in one of the most left leaning liberal offices in the senate and i am a pretty moderate democrat who has changed political part is four times in 3 years. Sometimes i feel out of place, but i have come to find that the senate needs people like me to raise opposing views. its kinda sad how many people surround themselves with "yes men" and we wonder why nothing gets accomplished. i have learned since being here that i definitely do not want to be a politician any time soon, but i do want to serve the public. one of the briefers that visited us in one of our Friday classes said earn money first, serve later. basically my goal is to establish myself as well as i can financially in order to provide for my family and then take the opportunity to serve my fellow Americans. However, the more i think about it, Americans have it pretty well off and i am increasingly seeing the need to serve others around the world who aren't so well off.

On that inspiring note, i think it is important to note that i met a girl the last day i was in Provo during fall semester. i took her out once the night before i left Utah. i don't think i have gone more than 10 hours without talking to her since. i am proving to myself that we are increasingly perfect for each other. Hilary Rose Holland came to visit me here in Washington last weekend for 5 days, possibly the longest second date of all time. things are good, and i have not been this happy in any recent memory.

updates will be coming more often i hope and i will try to be more descriptive about all the wonderful things i see and do.

god is love, rev run.

Brigham Young University

never before in my life have i wanted to take the time to consider assassinating the administration at my school. today is that day. the entire education system is ridiculous right now. you walk through halls only to see down trodden faces, empty smiles, and lost eyes. why do we put ourselves through all of this? high paying jobs? recognition? because we are told to? as soon as i can hear a worthwhile reason why this needs to happen i will continue to look down on this system and work not not succeed in it, but to bring it all crashing down. we work as hard as we can all day at school, go to work for eight hours to pay for that same school, go to bed with prayers to help us get through the next day without collapsing under the pressure and for what? an arbitrary piece of paper that says we did what we were told for four years and maybe some vague remembrance of our chosen discipline. School does not teach desire, school does not teach progression. school teaches what works for now and what may work for you tomorrow. I know what will work for me tomorrow, and if i don't, only God can. they ask us to devote our tomorrows to our futures, our work never catches up with itself, our tomorrow never comes. if we are put on this earth to gain a knowledge of eternal principles, whether secular or sacred, shouldn't we focus on what will be eternal to us, not what someone decides is important at this stage in time. why would i work to earn a grade when i know what i am going to get. why would i try day after day to fail time after time. why do we need to put ourselves through failure and sorrow at all. When i die i will not be measured on my joy on this earth or the things that i have succeeded in doing, i will be judged on the basis of righteousness and how many people i was able to serve and love. I cannot remember the last time i learned about love in a classroom. i work constantly to do all that i can not to succeed in school, but to succeed in life eternal to succeed in everlasting happiness not intermittent accomplishments. This system is corrupt. This country is lost. we, ourselves are already lost, but can we be the generation to make it so our children can live in a world where they are truly measured on the "content of their character" or their "aptitude for greatness." I will.