Defining "my one true love"

I am in one of those thoughtful moods. I just hurt someone i think due to not dating them. However here are my thoughts on dating.
I am now almost 25 years old and have gone on probably around 100 first dates now. I tried to count once and got lost in the 50s. The number not the decade. Anyways so I feel like for each individual we formulate our own definitions. For example if you ask someone to define faith as completely as they can, then they will define it as they have come to understand it through personal experience and background. For this reason a catholic or an evangelist, or a member of the church would all have very different definitions of faith, but even within those faiths everyone's definition will differ slightly.
I see dating a similar thing. I to be honest am looking for the girl i want to spend the rest of eternity with, a woman who falls under the definition of a wife. I have dating so many unique girls, each with amazing attributes and personalities. I could have probably married many of them, but after so many dates i refine my definition of the term "my wife" and not "wife" in general.
I have a special mold and not ever girl fits that mold perfectly. "My wife" needs to be specific to me and I to her. She will have a specific definition, one that is already mostly complete, but wont be completed fully until the day i meet her. In that day i will have the definition for a girl that is perfect for me.
I do want to get married and be special and be the one and only to someone forever. And i want them to feel the same way. I asked my dad once why it always seems that one person is more invested then the other in a relationship. He told me that it is always that way, until the day you meet the one who completes you. I think there is so much truth in that. I dated a girl who for some reason I felt an incredible urge to show her i cared for her. It was a natural feeling to do everything and speak every love language to her. I ended up being more invested then her, but I hope to find a girl again that i feel that same way about. I loved who i was around her, because she made me a better person and i was selfless.
Another feeling that tends to be there or not is the feeling of emotional safety. It is one thing to feel physically safe or even spiritually safe around someone, because those are more evident forms of safety that can easily be seen if they are present or not by the way they act. If they keep curfew and dress standards at school then that is one sign that they are spiritually safe. If you can be around a person and they aren't physically aggressive and are forcing kisses on you, then you can trust them to be physically safe towards you. However emotional safety is just kind of a feeling that is there or not when you are around someone. I feel emotionally safe with all my family members and i feel i can share however i am feeling with them, and they will comfort me and will take how i am feeling seriously. I have dated a few girls that i have felt this same emotional safety towards. I can tell them anything even though i hardly know them. It is a rare thing, but this also has become part on my definition of my perfect girl.
I know looks and being fit is important to me, and i know it is vain. However they are really just important in the beginning when i go to pursue a girl. With time in knowing a girl looks loose their importance and become less a priority. They are still important, but the list order changes as I know a girl longer. If they fit the definition of "My wife" they fit the later definition rather then the first definition. I don't know if that makes sense at all, but I have a different definition for how a perfect girl should be in the beginning when we first start dating, and then I only know how my list is suppose to change as i get to know the girl, and the expectations i have for her as part of the definition.
So I only know my definition and most of the definition lies in the feelings i have in my heart when i am with the girl and the feeling i have towards her. So if a girl is more invested than me or if I don't feel the 100% emotional safety around someone, than i don't pursue it more. I feel this is my most appropriate way of searching without hurting people. I have to hurt girls and so at first sign of a different or off definition, then I call it off. I feel bad, but it is the best way i know about going about it. I am getting old though and i am still single and a faulty approach could be part of it. I know that I will meet her one day, and that i will be complete that day. Dating is definitely tough, but i guess in all becomes worth it in the end.

To Woo and be Swave

So i am blogging. Which is just a shortened way of saying,"being wordy about different things online". But I have been busy and have neglected magical moments. Like when my brother power-washed me and how my belly button was clean as a whistle (STOP: clean as a whistle is a dumb phrase, because they are not clean. They get spit in and lipstick on them). So it was actually cleaner then a whistle unless it was just purchased and hadn't been tested out in the store by some unsupervised child.
I also am working at Uhaul and i am finding cool things again. We found one of the Harry Potter picture frames, which is one of those digital picture frames where the pictures change. I plan on finding lots of cool things. Last summer i found a stop sign and that is ranked up there on coolest finds.

Then today i went to water world and did some sliding and stuff. It was epic and they were selling dippin dots. They are good, but we agreed that their slogan is now outdated. They are no longer the icecream of the future. Maybe their prices are inflated to a very future date, but they are now old and obviously the icecream companies like Dryers feel that normal icecream is still the future icecream. Little flavored hail balls shouldn't be considered the future anyways. I want more for less in the future and not less for more.

A knight with an axe and face paint

Wow i am already tired of typing and there is a pretty girl that I need to take on a date tonight. I have my woooer ready to wooo her. The sound unfortunately doesn't get the job done, but not making a woo sound is still considered as wooing. I also am bringing a broom to sweep her off her feet and she is light and so carrying her is not a problem. I will be her knight in armor. It may not be shiny because i usually shop at goodwill and new armor would be pricey.
Here is my game plan. First eat Wheaties, because it makes you good at things. Next call her and tell her that her wildest dreams will come true if she goes out with you. They get her some weird thing like chalk and then tell her that is her wildest dream coming true since that would be a wild dream to get chalk from a guy. Then i will take her to a mildly romantic setting where she isn't creeped out but senses swaveness in me. Then make sure to go to the bathroom when a creepy guy is near so I can return and rescue. Also I will find ways to point at things, because this is a chance to show off my muscles of iron. Put on my swagger deodorant, because it smells good and is supposed to have the same affects as Wheaties but on a flirting level. Then I will drop her off before her curfew so she can be happy. Then i will get my beauty sleep to rinse and repeat.
This is my copywrited plan of action. Can't say it has ever worked, but there is a first time for everything, just like there is for playing with fireworks and not vandalizing something on accident.
I miss you all. Sincerely, yours truly,
Your HIGHness

Going out with Sugar!

I decided today that I wanted to write a romantic comedy short story that would give twilight competition. This is my attempt!

Mmmm, Yummm, love

One day I went to Horkleys to get gas in my car and rent a movie. I was looking at the Twilight movies, when this gorgeous girl walks behind me with her friends. They start laughing at me and I assure them that I was just analyzing the great drawings on the cover. Still laughing she turns her back to look at the movies. I feeling a sudden surge of courage go over and start pointing out good chick flicks she should watch. She picked out one I recommended, and then she prepared to leave. Then I decide a pick up line would be a good way to ask her out. I ask her if she has a trail map because i got lost in her eyes. She shuts her eyes and says "now you don't need one", turns, and walks away.

My celebrity crush!

Next day on campus i RUN into her walking to class, someone else catches her luckily. She then asks me why I was running and I just blush red and realize it is time for my second attempt at that touchdown. I quickly pull a sugar pack out of my pocket and throw it by her while she is busy thanking her receiver for his great catch. She looks back at me and I kneel down and pick up the sugar packet and say, "here you dropped your name tag when you fell for me" She looks at me as if she just swallowed a bug and then said, "better job on that one, but I am a diabetic."
I figured that there were still two downs left before a turnover on downs. So the next day I put on my cleats knowing the traction would only help me dodge any attacks coming my way. So I see her in the library that night and go up to her. When i go up to her I say "Well here I am, now what were your other two wishes?" She looks at me and says, "second is for a cheesy pick up line, and that just came true, and I am saving my third for when I see you tomorrow." I walk away smiling, but i know that tomorrow it is only "A" game, because it is forth down and I am going to throw a hail marry and get her number.

I wake up the next day and put on my Lucky cologne, which is an actual brand, put on some burts bees and my magnet shirt and go on the hunt. I see her after third period and she is sitting on a bench she points at me and then point to the spot next to her. I sit and try to flex some as a gorilla would to intimidate and impress his mate before going in. I turn to her and say "If I could rearrange the alphabet i would put "I" and "U" together." She looks at me and compliments me on my persistence and says, "So there is an "O" between "I" and "U", so what can i do for you." My face turns red as i realize i have just been extended a pity date by a beautiful girl.
So i tell her how i have a problem with my phone because it doesn't have her number in it. She types it in my phone under, "sugar" and she tells me that she just got her second wish. I blush awkwardly and then ask her if she is currently accepting applications for boyfriends, and she told me she is but she doesn't know how long it will sit in the filing cabinet. After she accepts my bet of $20 that she will stand me up I walk away with a smile the size of a waxing moon!
So one thing led to another and me and Barbie ended up on a wedding cake together. The End!

A drama ward!

   The title makes it sound like a drama institution. Like a psycho ward or something. Which there is one close by with a bunch of scitzos and bipolars. My friends mom used to work there and told us about patients getting mad at others for squishing little people. One guy thought his next door neighbor was sneaking over while he was at work and putting gum in his dogs hair. The crazy part is that his neighbor wasn't doing it, but he himself was! I am sure you already saw the climax of that story coming so I added an exclamation mark that I hope you enjoy. I was wondering what it would be like if everyone instead of talking using mostly periods started talking using exclamation marks for everything. Like, I am going to the bathroom! I am sitting! Life would definitely be more happening!!!

    So under request I was told i should sum up the drama in my singles ward, because it is so exciting. I will change names however to protect identities. First off with Jack Weatherby nothing is going on since dating doesn't tickle his fancy much and since nursing school takes up all his time. His brother Wow Weatherby is in a land of yams, but yam is not what he wants and so he doesn't eat, but he dreams of going to a far off land where he can find Everlasting Gobstoppers of his liking. Soon we will go on this journey, because I am not a fan of Yams either. My situation is fun. I will call myself "tterB" to protect my identity. Tterb is this stud that is bad at the whole fishing game. Failed in his youth to catch fish and after a while of fishing good, has decided that this is not his sport. He would prefer to just hunt animals that prey upon him. In more simplistic terms, the girl do the work, because he needs a nap. All cozy in his hammock of single life, something pretty amazing has to come along to talk him out of it.
   Another individual we will call Easy Cheese, moved out of the land of yams to a more bountiful land. Good job Easy Cheese, but you need to still hang out with me.
   NOW for the fun stuff. A small boy by the name of Will Dallstrom is the chick magnet. He must sweat Diesel cologne or something for all the girls he attracts. He is in a triangle of confusion. If it were a stop light, he would be yellow. So he let Taylor Swift ride in his truck. She rode in the back seat till she left for education, then she jumped in the bed of the truck. Well she is back and wants the drivers seat, but I am sitting there along with the other guys and Dallon is not sure he wants to tell us to get in the back seat. This Cadid Nutrasweet is stuck on the consul (the thing between the drivers seat and the passengers seat, where you hide your candy and glasses in) and wants everyone to sit in seats that will make them happy.
    Now Weaver Boy is dating and happy, because well he is dating. Same with the Weatherby's adopted brother Tetris. He is going to weld a side car on his motorcycle. He is getting hitched.
    Sir Breaksalot is out fishing daily and having lots of success. I don't know if he keeps them all in the same cooler or if he is throwing some back, but he loves fishing now. He likes to flex and  get freckles to impress his fish. He is impressive, especially since he fishes from a stationary bike that is always pedaling. Wow go Sir Breaksalot.
    So that about sums it up. Everyone else is just floating on a wavy lake and getting rained on, but that covers the ones i wanted to. So drama is fun and hopefully it keeps up, and hopefully I get to hunt a cute fun bear that is charging me. I am going to a dance tonight and i am putting on my flirt shirt, party pants, and smooth shoes. Bring on the bears:-).
    Peace out all.