love stinks... for me

dearest readers,
I come to you once more, but this time, not as a whimsical person full of hilatiousness. but as a man, broken hearted, and defeated. from time to time we all have our moments of pain and suffering, but my friends, I have had enough, enough of falling for one girl after another, hoping, and quite literally praying, that she will be the one, that at least we can become friends, and more. that she will give me the chance to show her that i can make her the happiest woman on the face of the earth. but, as is custom, this cant happen. because for some reason, the name Eric Chantry is cursed, for some reason, a woman CAN NOT fall in love with Eric Chantry, whether it's my personality, or some primal womanly instinct, I don't know. but what I do know is I'm tired of it! I want a relationship to work out for once! just once, once is all I need!

so this subject would lead me to my next point, and although many of you will think I'm falling into another depression cycle, I'm not, I'm just simply stating the facts.
my point being, what is it about me that all females detest?! I try my best to be the one they al dream about, I'm kind, I care, I listen, I'm a worthy priesthood holder, I love my family, so one would say, wow, Eric, your amazing! and many have! but WHAT THE CRAP IS GOING ON?! why can I go on dates with girls, and they like me, but ONCE I try to take it to the next step, it all falls apart? ok, I will admit more often than not, I do move fast, but thats not because I want to get my giggy on, I just want to get things going, I want her to know I'm interested. but for some reason EVERY girl on the planed that I've met thinks that that means I'm ready for marriage, and they say slow down, so I step back, because the last thing I want, potential girlfriend or not, is for her to be uncomfortable.

anyways, I know this was random. but ooh well, it's my blog!
hope all is well.
much love
-Eric

lawn mower from hell!

so, my father somewhat recently bought a lawnmower, it's a very nice John Deere 0 turn radius mower, and until yesterday I have never had the emmence privilege of operating it. and believe me, when I say emmence privilege, I mean it. this thing has more horse power than my CAR! it's incredibly fast! and it does something my car cant do. that is, make my parents lawns (all 5 of them GRRRRR) look quite nice. all my Lexus could do is make some considerable glassless tire marks in it.

now, I know this is a step away from my normal posts, but from time to time, I must indulge in my manly instincts and do a sweet donut in a lawn mower. if you would like to know more, or even operate this beast of a machine, please feel free to contact me, and I'm sure we can work something out.

yours truly,
-Eric

Eric 101 Chapter 2

so, as promised, I will now entertain you with a rant on the word "Nerd" what it means to me, how and how not it should be used... and any other tangents that may pop into my mind while writing this. :-)

so, up until the middle of my mission (which was served in the best of all missions, the Ohio, Columbus mission.) my entire life I thought it was a bad thing to be a geek, or nerd, or any other word meaning thus. until I really got to know my companion. Elder Andrew Jeppesen. (AKA Nancy, Fancy Nancy, and Elder Jepperson... thanks to the Birches children for that name) now here’s someone who honestly, in all sense of the word, would be considered a nerd... simply for the fact that he enjoys Star Trek, Lord Of The Rings, and other forms of geeky entertainment. BUT on the other hand, he's one of the "coolest" cats I have ever had the privilege of knowing. he's confidant in the fact that he's a nerd, he takes no shame in the fact that he DOES enjoy Star Trek.

up until that moment sitting in the rather spacious mission apartment in Centerville Ohio. I always somewhat kept my secrete "Treky" tendencies to myself. I didn't want to let people know! I mean lets look at the facts, the last person that told his friends he enjoyed Sci-Fi was slaughtered by a mob, with pitchforks, and torches... ahem... maybe not... but you get the point I'm trying to make, to like Sci-fi, Fantasy, or medieval folk art, it somewhat discouraged by society.

so I guess the real meaning to this post is, I honestly don't mind if I'm called a nerd. in fact, I call myself a nerd quite often. so world, know, ERIC CHANTRY likes SCI-FI, he enjoys The Lord Of The Rings!, he LOVES MEDIEVAL FOLK ART! well maybe not that.. but I do like nerdy stuff! and I am not ashamed! so mock, pillage, burn my house to the ground, do what you must, I am a nerd through and through.

so Andrew, let us unite, cool nerds of the world meet here! we still love cars, and outdoor activities, and we even make fun of those that choose to spend ALL DAY indoors and play D&D. but we like to be different! commend us for that! commend us for being more than just a mold, commend us for being better than most! because we are! were diverse! and if nothing else, we'll be the rich ones when the wannabe athletes that couldn't hack college football are at home, making 10 bucks an hour working at the Billy bobs hair care and tire center. so ladies, feel free to talk to us, the successful ones. and maybe we'll have the time or inclination to take you out!

Eric 101 chapter 1

"*Blog*
Part of Speech: noun
Definition: an online diary; a personal chronological log of thoughts published on a Web page; also called Weblog, Web log
Example: Typically updated daily, blogs often reflect the personality of the author.
Etymology: shortened form of Weblog
Usage: blog, blogged, blogging verb, blogger noun"

So, seeing as how this IS a blog, I thought I should share my thoughts, feelings, desires, and pretty much a collection of other crap that no one really knows about, much less cares about.

my Name is Eric, I'm an interesting person, and not really so much in that cool, mysterious interesting kind of way. I'm more... shy, but very outgoing. I know these seem to contradict, but in life, many things do. I'm shy when it comes to the opposite sex, I cant ask a girl out face to face, and no matter how lame this may seem to most of you reading this, it's true. I have a truly hard time asking a girl out. don't ask why, it's simply how my brain works.

but now lets look at the outgoing side of me, when I DO ask a girl out, (most always through text's or im'ing or on VERY rare occasion, over the phone) we go out once or twice, and I become this love machine! I want to do EVERYTHING possible to make this person happy, I try my hardest, and more often than not, too hard. this is just as bad, if not worse than being shy, because now, the girl thinks I'm completely in love with her, and want to get married as soon as possible, now, while I would like to get married before I'm 25, this doesn't mean that just because I try my hardest to make her happy I want to be married to her, simply put rather, I want to date this girl, I want to get to know her, I want her to get to know me. I want her to be happy with our "relationship".

now most of you reading will know my philosophy on females, "they always say they want a "sensitive" man, and then they go run off with some kick boxer named Dolf!" *Special thanks to Tim Allen* and I have (with a small amount of exceptions) for the most part found this to be true, the nice guy, (me) who tries so hard to make someone happy, ends up with the broken heart. but the blond haired, block headed, jock, does nothing at all and he has women swooning over him. WHATS THE DEAL?
so, I say to all women out there, all those who hear... read this text (though I know that will probably be around 2) give the nice guy a real chance. I'm not suggesting you should date ME, I'm simply suggesting that perhaps just because a man isn't the muscle bound hebetudinous land mass (no quote intended from The Princess Bride) doesn't mean that he's not worth dating, or even considering talking to.

so, I believe this is enough for now, ill add more to the "Eric 101" saga later. join me next time for a delightful rant on the word "NERD"
until then my friends. good will and God bless

first blog... EVER

so, I know many people who blog, my Mother for one. I always found it to be... how shall I say, languid? not too say I had much against "blogging" I always just thought I would have to lead quite the life to be interesting enough for people to take time to read my post's.

but I have come to the conclusion that no matter if people read my writing, or comment, or even care what I have to say, it's best I do say it. so here I go. doing something I never thought I would do. BLOG!

I'll do my best at keeping this updated, with life, lies, and anything exciting or otherwise. because whats the point of exploiting myself if it's not even up to date!

well thats all for now. it's now 44 min. past my bed time. and thats not good!

I hope you all are doing as well as possible!