Tal vez no ser...

es ser sin que tu seas," -Pablo Neruda

I'm getting really lousy at writing in this bad boy. Sorry about that. I do keep a nightly journal, but uh, not going to let many people read that, so it's not much of an excuse. Anyway, after the brutality that was Linear Algebra, I've decided to scrap the math minor and revert to the Spanish.... It also helps that I've fallen head over heels for a Spanish speaking Elder with the last name of Sieber. Okay, so he's not out yet, but he will be in less than a month. He's the first and only guy that's ever treated me exactly how I want a guy to treat me. He makes me want to be my best, and so I'm going to try to do just that. I trust that God knows what He's doing, and did by placing Sam in my life at that point of my growth, so I'm going to do my best to grow close to Him and see where that leads me. Of course, I'd be more than thrilled if that leads me back to Elder Sieber in a bit over two years. He's just that awesome. & lucky for me-- there is no charge for awesomeness. Or attractiveness... If there were, I'd be pretty broke right now, he's just that awesome. & attractive. :D

So in my Spanish lit class (SPAN 339 at BYU), we've been studying poetry. I memorized this beautiful romantic sonnet for class on Friday, by Pablo Neruda (Soneto LXIX, from his Cien sonetos de amor), but earlier in the term I had to write/compose my own sonnet, about whatever. The only requirements: endecasilabo, catorce lineas, con rima consonante como ABBA ABBA CDC DCD, o ABAB ABAB CDC DCD or CCD EED is what I ended up with my last two things... anyway, I figured that since Sam already has my letter, I'm safe to post this up on the interwebs... It's not the best, but it is my first.. Also, I'm not sure how to get the accents and stuff in these here web thingies, so if the letter has an accent, I'll just bold it, ok?

Soneto I: a Samuel
Mi alma es para ti-- te digo en sincero,
y aunque estas alla, tienes mi amor.
Pero tu no me pienses, ten valor--
querido hispanohablante misionero.

De verdad- mas que todos yo te quiero,,,
tu alma, tus sentimientos, tu sabor.
Mientras trabajas por nuestro Senor
prepare para salir en enero.

Y por eso nos sentimos muy calmas
que vale la pena salvar las almas.
Nos di que lo que hagas, haz por El.

Aunque dos anos duraran muy largo
pasaran tiempo dulce y tiempo amargo,
mi Querido, Preferido, Samuel.