I no longer have to spend money on school

Now that I am graduating from BYU (after 7 long years) I find myself in a strange situation. See, all my money for the last 10 years of my life has been going mostly to school (and a mission). Since I am still single and uncommitted that means I have all sorts of marvelous opportunities before me. Here are three of them:
















So yeah. That's a 2011 Ford Mustang (on the right). It has the new 5.0 Coyote engine which literally sends chills down my spine. Oh, and there's a house up there too. And a Honda Shadow Phantom.

Now, I never thought I'd be a motorcycle kind of guy, but lately I've found the idea very appealing. I can't really define why, though it may have something to do with being a free man (in other words: bachelor).

And of course I'll be able to afford all these things because I'm going to be so rich once I graduate. An English degree is pretty much guaranteed money, right?

Poem of the Month

Greater Love


Red lips are not so red
As the stained stones kissed by the English dead.
Kindness of wooed and wooer
Seems shame to their love pure.
O Love, your eyes lose lure
When I behold eyes blinded in my stead!

Your slender attitude
Trembles not exquisite like limbs knife-skewed,
Rolling and rolling there
Where God seems not to care:
Till the fierce love they bear
Cramps them in death’s extreme decrepitude.

Your voice sings not so soft,—
Though even as wind murmuring through raftered loft,—
Your dear voice is not dear,
Gentle, and evening clear,
As theirs whom none now hear,
Now earth has stopped their piteous mouths that coughed.

Heart, you were never hot
Nor large, nor full like hearts made great with shot;
And though your hand be pale,
Paler are all which trail
Your cross through flame and hail:
Weep, you may weep, for you may touch them not.


Wilfred Owen