Why Jakob Duehr doesn't do Valentine's Day

Hello, hello. It's that time of year again. Supposedly some holiday's coming up? Meh, nobody told me. Actually, I'd rather choose not to celebrate it. Sit back and let me take you on a journey through my mind.

I have celebrated the 14th of Feb. twice in my life. In 1994, I made/gave Cassie a pin or barrette or something, and she gave me chocolate. Not a bad trade-off by any means. Sadly, she moved away months later. In 1997, I bought Amy a Beanie Baby. In return, I got a Reese's Peanut Butter Heart. Again, not too shabby. However, in the modern era (2000-present), I have not been so fortunate. In 2000, V-Day occurred two days before I met Becky, my first true crush. Meh, nothing came of it anyways. In '01, I was still seething from Becky's not being single and spent V-Day in self-pitying bitterness. In '02, I was lamenting Becky's sister Rachel's being taken. In '03, I was too busy attending to my website. However, a couple weeks later I would meet Mollie who eventually became my girlfriend of four weeks. In '04, I had difficulties escaping the whole stalker situation with Colleen and had to lay low so to speak. Last year, I was extremely ill on V-Day and decided to wait until Turnabout to try to advance things with a girl named Jamie from my study hall. Worst decision I ever made. From 2002-present, I have also tried to maintain a friendship/pursuit with a girl named Jessica, yet I have been unsuccesful all this time.

There are countless other awkward situations that would also contribute to my singularity; my relative lack of motivation in a public setting with females causes them to think I am a major buttface, so to speak. So, you know what I do instead? I find every girl whose e-mail address I know and send them virtual flowers. More likely than not they are single as well, so it's a little way to let them know someone cares. Some like them, others get freaked out, but it's my unorthodox way of showing my love.

I'm not sure how many more years I'll be doing "V-Day" this way. I could probably use a healthy portion of love. Maybe not, but I leave you with these lyrics:

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

Love always,
<3jakob<3

One Step Short

I write this to you with a heavy heart. After nearly a decade of being a fan, enduring countless mockery and ridicule, my beloved Seahawks made it to the big dance, Super Bowl XL. No, I never lived in Seattle. Yes, I am well aware that there are very few non-Seattle Seahawks fans. Any more questions? Anyways, for the most part, they played well in this game, but due to some questionable calls and some extremely *lucky* plays by Pittsburgh, the Seahawks fell just short. As the game wore down, I realized why I am a Seahawks fan.

See, the Seahawks and I have a lot in common. I too do not necessarily have the largest fan base, just those who live around me or are close to me. Just as their logo is unique, I am an extremely unorthodox individual. And like the Seahawks, I try my hardest, but I generally come up one step short, either by my own doing or by circumstances I can not control. I missed a full scholarship to ONU by one question on the ACT. At Trinity, I lost the Founder's by a questionable call. There have been many times in relationships where I am so close to what I want I can taste it, but that's as close as I'm going to get. So, what do the Seahawks and I do? Brush ourselves off, train harder, and give it our all next time around.

New Blog, Same Jakob

Hello, hello. You should know by now that we're about due for another blog. I don't have anything really deep to say but will touch on a few issues.

People affiliated with SCCA need to grow up.
What happened in November is in the past. No need for people to need to pick sides; no need to be rebellious and cause further division. Just put it to rest for the sake of the kids.

Seahawks 28-14 in Super Bowl XL
This is the day I've waited for since 1998. I've invested too much interest and money into merchandise to see them fall just short. Though, since I like them, they will probably do just that.

If I'm good enough to be your MySpace friend, allow me the decency to comment.
Seriously, if you didn't want me to talk to you, you shouldn't have accepted my friend request. Are you embarrassed of me? If any comments that I leave that are non-offensive get deleted, then I will just end our friendship then and there, MySpace and real life. If you deny me, then I will deny you.

For the 9th straight year, I will not be observing Valentine's Day.
I have no desire to waste time or money on a holiday that has absolutely no relevance to me. I have no desire to waste time or money on a female that will eventually have no relevance to me. I'm not bitter, am I?

Where was I at this time last year?
In Feb. '05, I lost Founders' Weekend at Trinity, got a horrendous cold, and got shot down at Turnabout at TPHS. Great month, huh?

Where will I be at this time next year?
Probably a bit more happy and subdued, without a beard, extremely focused on life and understanding people, and still with a lot of things that need to get laid to rest.