Alive; but barely

I survived my mid-term week of 7 midterms; though I'm not sure how.

I forget when it was, but Molly and I went to the Utah state fair.

Mostly it was disappointingly small and overpriced (not that that is unusual at a fair) but still we had fun.

I tried to win the strong man award with the hammer and mallet, but had to suffice with beating a girl.

But I did get a tattoo. (Henna)

Also-- I am applying to grad school.

Honestly, I may not get in anywhere. My GPA is not stellar and I have no research experience. But I'm going to give it my best shot. I'm applying to Marriage, Family and Therapy programs--which would license me to be a Marriage and Family Therapist. Though I do want to keep my options open for post-grad work.

Places I'm looking at:

1. University of Kentucky

2. University of Nevada--Las Vegas

3. University of Alabama

4. North Dakota State University

5. Kansas State University

6. Syracuse University

Places I've also been thinking about:

1. Arizona State University-- (The option open for post-grad work is the only reason ASU is not #1 on my list; the program is not accredited and solely clinical)

2. University of Nebraska-Lincoln

3. University of Maryland

4. University of Florida

5. Utah State University

6. Brigham Young University (But honestly I'm ready to get out of here, but it is the best program in the nation--not that I'd get in.)

Graduation?

If I take two semesters of 18 credit hours I can graduate in April.

Do I really want to do this?

Minnesota

I realize it's been a while; but I've been trying to wait on a post until I have some pictures to post. I'm not so great at writing; but I can take a picture.

Molly and my mom came rafting--things went better than I ever could have planned.

Right now I am in Minnesota with Molly. Things are good ;) As far as I can tell. I guess we'll find out later if I can actually woo her family. Her friends like me ;) Though so far Molly's family seems as hard to woo as she was.

We went kayaking today. It was a blast. Just a float trip; but time on the water and being with Molly. So it therefore was time well spent!

P.S. Still no camera so still no pictures. I do hope to post some soon.

P.P.S. I never knew there was so much sky! And hundreds of 1x1 Mile squares of wheat is rather beautiful

Finally!

Molly is coming to see me and go rafting with me tomorrow!

I am not really that excited; I just told all my co-workers all about it. Everyday. For the last month. And all the guests I've taken down the river for the past week. In fact, the guests I took down the river yesterday were so intruiged that I somehow convinced a girl to date me (one tooth and all) that when Sara asked when Molly was coming into town, before I had time to answer Rex piped in, "Thursday." We all laughed pretty hard about that. It was a physical therapy group that has been coming rafting with us for years, and one that I've taken down the river at least 4 times. Oddly enough, one of the couples that comes had a daughter on the BYU Cheer Squad with me. They are one of my favorite groups every year.

Not only is Molly coming, but my mom is coming rafting with her and friends Madison and Achylus and possibly roommate Christina--who has never said a word to me. And I'm pretty sure I terrify her. I'm pretty sure the trip is doomed to be awkward. But I think it is going to be incredibly fun.

1 more day :) WoOt!

FML.

I have not posted in some time--mostly because I have wanted to avoid mentioning certain things.



Mostly that's just Molly.



I am absolutely and completely in love with her and have been since November sometime.



But the process of convincing her into liking me has been just that, a process. Which is actually odd for me.



In May I did the unthinkable and took her home to meet my family. And I fell in love with her even more. We stopped at part of the Grand Canyon on the way back to Utah and took a picture.

Earlier this week I flew down from Boise to Salt Lake to meet her parents. To say it frankly, they didn't like me and I am terrified my heart is going to get broken.

I hate my life.

WTB Rafting Guide!

We, (Epley's Whitewater Adventures) are looking for at least 2 more river guides for this coming summer.

If you are interested or know of someone interested have them contact me. (That is Quintin Hunt, 520-450-1344)

I make no guarantees other than an interview. But I do hold a certain amount of sway with the owners.

There is an application, found here ->+<- (that's http://epleys.com/LinkClick.aspx?fileticket=ZxIi3LwBKSw%3d&tabid=91 )


P.S. On a funny note, while reading about the NFL Combine (found here)I came across some very poor logic and comparisons.

The 40 yard dash is on of the events in the combine (designed for players entering the NFL draft to showcase their strength and abilities). There is some discrepancy with the times of one player--a difference of .19 seconds. Which, as is well pointed out in the article, is a huge difference in a 4 second race. Then the author then goes on to state, "In Olympic Alpine skiing, the difference between a silver medal and seventh-place was .12 seconds".

Hello apples, these are oranges!

He should have at least done some research (which took me all of 30 seconds) to find out that in Olympic Sprinting in the 100 meter dash the difference between a silver medal and eighth-place was .14 seconds. (which is more than twice the distance) (source)

New Year

Just for clarification--no, I'm not getting married; nor anything near it.

My possible new blog that I am thinking of creating is a commentary on relationships and things I learn about in school. It's basically and effort to help me to do better in school. Because the more I discuss the things I learn, the more proficient at them I become.

But as for now--I have yet to do it, but I will let you know if I do.

It's a new year!

There are obviously things I would like to change in my life and I think the new year is a great time to make new resolutions and goals.

I had a whole paragraph I wanted to go into about goals and life--but I'm just not feeling it tonight.




But I would like to say. I went snowboarding! And it is amazing. I can't believe I waited 4 years at BYU before I went. Though it's probably a good thing; because if I had learned to love skiing/snowboarding I am 100% positive I would never have left McCall and come back to school.

I am taking a ski class at BYU (we go to Sundance from 12-5 every Tuesday) which means I also have the same time off class on Thursday--which means more boarding for me!

I have made it a goal to on Tuesday and Thursday both--but never to ditch class to go. I have been 4 times this year. When I went on Jan 1 with some friends from my ward I though I was making a big mistake taking the class. Odd--I had the same thought my very first day of training when I was rafting.


My last thought for the night comes from some facebook correspondence I've been having with some random kayaker chic from Purdue. (She randomly came across my page from a friend of a friend somehow and sent me a message) Our conversation starting with rafting, but quickly evolved into this deep relationship oriented discussion. Which I seem to bring that out in everyone I talk to. I know speaking of past relationship is a big taboo on dates (early dates especially) but it is something I also get a girl to do. Minus one, but she frustrates me on more than one level. Anyway-- one particular thing she said, of which I am curious to hear some response to... She said, "As women we love to be pursued..."

Actually upon re-reading her email, I think the whole paragraph needs to be included.

"A large proponent of a successful relationship is the pursuit. As women we love to be pursued by our significant other. It’s the engrained fairy tale story from when we were children. This starts from the initial meeting and continues usually all the way until marriage. After a year or two people become lazy and forget that primal need, to be pursued, to feel needed, to feel special, to be desired, to feel intense passion for someone. I believe that both men and women have these needs just a different levels. Sometimes the pursuit is lost earlier, before marriage. This is an indicator that a person is not ready for what I like to call commitment."

The Pursuit.

I like that. When I write my book on relationships I'm going to dedicate a chapter to 'The Pursuit' and maybe more.

There is a lot of truth, well stated, in that wanting to be pursued--but one must realize that there is also a need to catch as well.