well once again, it´s monday. and i find myself in a familiar situation. sitting here in the lan house, thinking..."did one more week really pass?" "what even happened this week?"
kid cudi is playing on the radio right now. i don´t know whether i should start break dancing or start repenting for the joy that sudddenly overcame my soul.
okk soo this week something suppppppppppppppper weird happened...SUPER WEIRD PEOPLE...
the secretary of our mission (elder ruesch) called me and was like "oh hey sister myers i´m buying your plane tickets home and i just wanted to see what airport you´ll fly into." ughhhhhhh why did he even ask? missions are eternal...without end. right? of course right!........................ .............................. .............................. .............................. ..........................nope not right
so i told him that i would be arriving in hawaii to meet up with the fam. meet me there?
soo awkward moment of the week...i´m starting an english class on wednesdays and saturdays and i´ve been inviting everyone. yesterday we were on a bus that was packed, so i took advantage of the moment and invited the multitude to learn english with a purebred american. after the contact some bearded guy starting speaking english with me. and i like froze...so he repeated what he said again in português and i started talking to him in português. and he was like wait...where are you from? and i was like the us...and he was like then why didn´t you understand my english and i was like.................good question. i understood but my brain froze and i didn´t know how to respond. i am going to be super awkward when i get home :(
we are on a desperate hunt for new investigators. we were fasting the other day and my little 85lb comp was rocking it and i don´t know why but i starting getting super sick. my head was pounding and my body was so weak, luckily we were at a member´s house and she helped us out. i think the exhaustion is slowly kicking in. i probably won´t feel it completely until my missionary powers are taken away forever. i love that i am training right now. we study super well. we practice everyday. we are righteous até o pó. i really am the happiest i have been on my mision so far. and the craziest.
time is already running short. love you all.
"a lot, a lot, a lot" what movie?? hint: british accent
tchau
sister myers
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