Justin Simpson

Calvin Broadus is Snoop Doggs real name. So i thought that would be sick.

I kind of let everyone know because i have my mission call and all. So i think that most of you know who i am.
Real life Real Talk i dont know what to say. but i love my family. i don't really hurt at all. I don't get why people  act like they hate their lives when they go under cover. I don't see how you could but then again we are all living completely different lives. but i am thankful for this class and what it has taught me even though Nels thought that we didn't learn anything. But i did. i learned a lot. #nels4pres

Amen.. for the moms out there...

So i was about to put a song with messed up lyrics on because it is just a crazy song but i didn't .. so i decided to put something worth while on my post instead..

Jeffrey R. Holland

Because She is a Mother.. (the rest of the talk can be found on LDS.org)

Mothers, we acknowledge and esteem your faith in every footstep. Please know that it is worth it then, now, and forever. And if, for whatever reason, you are making this courageous effort alone, without your husband at your side, then our prayers will be all the greater for you, and our determination to lend a helping hand even more resolute.

One young mother wrote to me recently that her anxiety tended to come on three fronts. One was that whenever she heard talks on LDS motherhood, she worried because she felt she didn’t measure up or somehow wasn’t going to be equal to the task. Secondly, she felt like the world expected her to teach her children reading, writing, interior design, Latin, calculus, and the Internet—all before the baby said something terribly ordinary, like “goo goo.” Thirdly, she often felt people were sometimes patronizing, almost always without meaning to be, because the advice she got or even the compliments she received seemed to reflect nothing of the mental investment, the spiritual and emotional exertion, the long-night, long-day, stretched-to-the-limit demands that sometimes are required in trying to be and wanting to be the mother God hopes she will be.

But one thing, she said, keeps her going: “Through the thick and the thin of this, and through the occasional tears of it all, I know deep down inside I am doing God’s work. I know that in my motherhood I am in an eternal partnership with Him. I am deeply moved that God finds His ultimate purpose and meaning in being a parent, even if some of His children make Him weep.

“It is this realization,” she says, “that I try to recall on those inevitably difficult days when all of this can be a bit overwhelming. Maybe it is precisely our inability and anxiousness that urge us to reach out to Him and enhance His ability to reach back to us. Maybe He secretly hopes we will be anxious,” she said, “and will plead for His help. Then, I believe, He can teach these children directly, through us, but with no resistance offered. I like that idea,” she concludes. “It gives me hope. If I can be right before my Father in Heaven, perhaps His guidance to our children can be unimpeded. Maybe then it can be His work and His glory in a very literal sense.”⁷

In light of that kind of expression, it is clear that some of those Rhode Island–sized shadows come not just from diapers and carpooling but from at least a few sleepless nights spent searching the soul, seeking earnestly for the capacity to raise these children to be what God wants them to be. Moved by that kind of devotion and determination, may I say to mothers collectively, in the name of the Lord, you are magnificent. You are doing terrifically well. The very fact that you have been given such a responsibility is everlasting evidence of the trust your Father in Heaven has in you. He knows that your giving birth to a child does not immediately propel you into the circle of the omniscient. If you and your husband will strive to love God and live the gospel yourselves; if you will plead for that guidance and comfort of the Holy Spirit promised to the faithful; if you will go to the temple to both make and claim the promises of the most sacred covenants a woman or man can make in this world; if you will show others, including your children, the same caring, compassionate, forgiving heart you want heaven to show you; if you try your best to be the best parent you can be, you will have done all that a human being can do and all that God expects you to do.

Dialogue... with a pencil..

A pencil can talk can it not? I mean it says what you want it to say but it still says something..
-Me
*Pencil
-Hey pencil...
*what the f man.. that hurts my face..
-Oh sorry... Um whats up?
*Not much just writing what you want to hear.
-How do i look?
*good... have you been working out? you are looking fit... Lean mean fighting machine... You are such an amazing guy and i love every second with you even when i am in your bag. But your pocket sucks too.
-ya i know sorry man.. but do you think i am successfull?
*of course.. but you could use me better in Nelsons class..
-Screw you pencel
(Sharpener)
*you know that just makes me look better...
(i snap it in half...)

Nobody's Perfect :)

Shout out to my girl Hannah... she always knows how to hit me where it counts....

Everybody makes mistakes
Everybody has those days
1, 2, 3, 4!

Everybody makes mistakes
Everybody has those days
Everybody knows what, what? I'm talkin? 'bout
Everybody gets that way

Everybody makes mistakes
Everybody has those days
Everybody knows what, what I'm talkin? 'bout
Everybody gets that way, yeah!

Sometimes I'm in a jam
I?ve gotta make a plan
It might be crazy
I do it anyway

No way to know for sure
I figure out a cure
I'm patchin? up the holes
But then it overflows

If I'm not doin' too well
Why be so hard on myself?

Nobody's perfect
I gotta work it
Again and again
'Til I get it right

Nobody's perfect
You live and you learn it
And if I mess it up sometimes
Nobody's perfect

Sometimes I work a scheme
But then it flips on me
Doesn't turn out how I planned
Gets stuck in quicksand

But no problem can't be solved
Once I get involved
I try to be delicate
Then crash right into it

But my intentions are good, yeah yeah yeah
Sometimes just misunderstood

Nobody's perfect
I gotta work it
Again and again
'Til I get it right
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/h/hannah-montana-lyrics/nobody_s-perfect-lyrics.html ]

Nobody's perfect
You live and you learn it
And if I mess it up sometimes

Nobody's perfect
I gotta work it
I know in time I'll find a way
Nobody's perfect

Sometimes I fix things up
And they fall apart again
Nobody's perfect
I know I mix things up
But I always get it right in the end
You know I do

Next time you feel like
It's just one of those days
When you just can't seem to win
If things don't turn out the way you planned
Figure something else out
Don't stay down, try again, yeah!

Everybody makes mistakes
Everybody has those days
Everybody knows what, what? I'm talkin? 'bout
Everybody gets that way

Everybody makes mistakes
Everybody has those days
Everybody knows what, what I'm talkin? 'bout
Everybody gets that way

Nobody's perfect
I gotta work it
Again and again
'Til I get it right

Nobody's perfect
You live and you learn it
And if I mess it up sometimes

Nobody's perfect
I gotta work it
I know in time I'll find a way

Nobody's perfect
You live and you learn it
'Cause everybody makes mistakes
Nobody's perfect

(Nobody's perfect)
No no
Nobody's perfect!

The Draft

I am 18 years old.. I don't really do anything real special. I am going to prom with Michele Johansen.. I play baseball for Lone Peak.
Some calls to adventure in my life could be at prom we all die.. Michele gets murdered.. I have a child with a Pakistani named Razzi..
My family is gone and i have to save them from a dragon.  I almost die and change my life..
 I get shot on my mission in L.A..
I forget how to talk.  I find out i am adopted... My sister gets kidnapped so my dad and i try and save her.
Or my favorite. There is a draft for the army.. All my friends and i go to war.

Chase Hansen comes back from college... We are just hanging out because i am leaving on the Mish in a couple weeks... We go to school and they call all men down to the gym from ages 16 to 42. Me nels and chase walk down not expecting to be drafted... We go to war and training. We are then in the same Regimen? ha i dont know it sounded good. . so then i turn to look nels in the eyes ... tears come to both of us... we hug.. When we release i get shot.. he does what he can but i am almost dead. he throws me over his shoulder and takes me to a medical place safely while in the hospital i get healed.. we get orders to save a POW whose family all died besides his mom and he needs to be saved for her... His name is Private Brian... we save him but all die... it was totally worth it.