My entire life i have always been a romantic person. When i was in 1st grade there was this girl who i had the biggest crush on and right around Valentine's Day she wanted to be my girlfriend. I was so happy you have no idea how excited i was that she was going to be mine for Valentine's day. So that day i ran home from school and my mom and I went to the store to get cards for everybody in the class not just any cards though Rugrats cards. But before my mom and i left the store i stopped in the candy isle and grabbed a big heart shaped box of chocolates for my special Valentine.  Now i didn't know alot about assorted chocolates at the time but i knew that if it was gold and had a ribbon on it then it must be fancy. After spending hours that evening writing all of my friends names on the cards i went to bed so i could be bright eyed and bushy tailed the next tail.  When i woke the next day i was excited i cleverly hid the chocolates in my backpack so nobody would see them and then headed off to school with my cards.  As the day went on i felt like i was going to explode with excitement. I knew she would love the chocolates and she would wanna marry me and wed live happily ever after.  After we handed out our cards in class it was time for recess i quickly grabbed the chocolates out of my backpack and met her outside on the tire. Some of the other guys teased me about being silly and bringing a girl chocolates but i simply told them they had no class. When she saw the box of chocolates i could tell she was excited and that i had found my true soul-mate. She told me she had to go to the bathroom and shed be right back. Five whole minutes passed and i go worried so i went to go look for her only to find her kissing another boy and eating my chocolates!!! Needless to say i was "heart-brokeded".

My entire life i have never had much luck with women.  And when i think i have found that person i always end up being let down.  And finally when i do get into a serious relationship we end up getting to serious and all hell breaks loose.  Is this God's way of saying i shouldn't date. That he wants me to be a priest?  I would've settled for something a little less heartbreaking but hey i am not God.  If God wanted me to be a priest then why did he make me the way i am? The hopeless romantic who knows how to treat a woman properly? Am i a saint? No. But i am understanding and faithful.  Maybe i am crazy but last time i checked Romanticism and being single sorta don't mix. 

Now you may be reading this and are probably thinking ok what does this have to do with anything.  Well if i am supposed to be a Priest. At least as of right now that is what i feel God is calling me too then why am I in love?  why is it i want to be so much a part of this persons life even though i know i cant and probably never will be.  But i cant help it. I didn't ask for this it just happened.  But no matter how hard i try no matter what i do i just cant "fall out" of love.

God a little friendly advice...Pretty Please