Spring fever

I just noticed... it's spring. The birds are singing. The bees are buzzing. It's all very cliche. In addition, I have noticed that hormones are raging, and the daunting battle of the sexes between survival of the fittest and puppy love has started. Normally, I would roll my eyes and continue with my daily activity. In fact, that is exactly what I have been doing. However, when I recede into the solitude of my room, I remember that, alas, I am a hopeless romantic.

Unfortunately, I don't have anyone to focus my romanticism on... not even in my head. After years of having crushes on one person and then the next, I have chosen to take a step back and just observe my life as it is. And honestly, it's pretty good.

Without a proper springtime focus I have been forced to actually think about what I should look for in a man. (Man?... Guy?... Dude?... does being over 20 make someone a man?... I should find out.)

Although many would probably fail to recognize the fact, I am particularly strong in my faith... and my devotion to God through the Catholic faith is the biggest thing in my life, at least I try to make it that way most of the time. However, I'm very private in the way I praise God and my closeness to Him.

I recognize the convenience in having a relationship with someone who is Catholic; I would already know where that person is coming from spiritually. I would also have a pretty good idea about his values, morals and beliefs. That being said, I'm not so naive to believe that all Catholics are amazing people. I'm not necisarily looking for a guy that is Catholic. I'm looking for someone who has beliefs and is strong in them. I want to know what the believe and how they live by the way they act. But overall, I want someone who will respect my beliefs as much as I will respect theirs.

I'm looking for someone who's looking for marriage... someday (I'm in no hurry for that either.) I'm looking for someone who loves kids. I'm looking for someone who will drive for hours with me, going nowhere. I'm looking for someone who will lay in the grass, listen to rock music, laugh until he cries, sleep under the stars, buy me cheap flowers for no reason, draw me a picture, act like he's tough, make me smile every time I see him, hold my hand, put up with me, fix things, let me drive, sing in front of me and look into my eyes.

I looking for someone who will accept my unending love of poetry and music, accept that I am an artist at heart and, perhaps, understand why I've come to think that teaching English will add to my happiness.

I'm looking for someone to make happy.

But the truth is, I'm not searching. I'm just staying aware of my surroundings. Only God knows where an oppurtunity may arise.