ITS P DAY!!!! Best day of the week. My district calls it "The Worst Morning in the World turned into the Best Day Ever".... in reference to the fact the we have to wake up at 5:30 to sweep the bathrooms and restock toilet paper for two hours with no breakfast. We hate it so much.
This Week:
1. We got two new investigators! Their names are SO HARD TO REMEMBER. My companion laughs at me cause I have to write their names down on a piece of paper so everytime I address them in our lesson I have to look down at the piece of paper. It's incredibly embarrassing. I defintiely speak more Korean than I did last week so I feel like I'm progressing but teaching in Korean is SO HARD. Translation: We hate all English speaking missionaries. We overhear them planning lessons and they're all-
"We should ask him to share his experience with reading the Book of Mormon for the first time. Did his testimony grow? Did he feel the love of Christ? What lessons did he learn from Lehi and his family about the Law of Consecration?"
and we are all in the corner like, "Should we say hello informally or formally?"
because basically thats one of the 12 things we know how to say. CURSE MISSIONARIES SEAKING ENGLISH. (We really do love them though.)
2. Elders are DISGUSTING in the cafeteria. Weird things happen. An Elder sits down next to me at dinner with a tray consisting of-
A Hamburger & Fries
And Extra bowl of fries
A philly cheese steak sandwich
A bowl of cereal
And two donuts.
As if this didn't clog your colon just LOOKING at his tray, this Elder then proceeds to remove the two buns from his hamburger and replaces them with, yes indeed, the two donuts. This my friends, is called a DONUTBURG. -_-
.....There are just no words to describe how I feel right now.
On top of everyones disgusting diet, I have also had my moments.
On Wednesday I ate 8 No Bake cookies (Thanks Family!), 5 Chocoloate Chip Cookies, the equivalent of 4 Rice Krispie treats, and a half a bag of Peppridge Farm Thumbprints. I FEEL TERRIBLE.
....Please ship me spinach and berries and I will go on a green smoothie detox. I think I am killing myself.
Not only are we all committing health suicide, but the "Salt Game" (See Last Post) has now evolved into the "Chaloola Game" and better yet, the "TABASCO SAUCE game". Sister D. invented this one. Guys, what is happening to us.
3. This week our zone won the Illness Lottery. I was the first one in our district to catch it. Please tell me how a slew of missionaries can catch a COLD in the middle of the summer. It was awful and I just wanted to sleep all day but we all toughed it out and fought it. One afternoon I was feeling awful so me and my companion skipped gym time to take a shower. My companion offers her best advice and says "If you go in one of the showers that doesnt drain, its kinda like takinga bath." .....Thats one way to look at it.
4.I had my first Korean sleep talking experience! It happend last week and I forget to mention it. According to my companion, she was getting ready to go to sleep when I sat straight up and yelled out "DA!!!" (Which is just an ending to verbs" then I got really confused and told my companion "Im so sorry!! I have no idea whats going on."
HAHAHAHAHAHAH I almost died when she told me.
I feel like this is bound to happen to any language speaking missionary because EVERY NIGHT when you go to sleep you physically cannot turn your brain off Korean mode. Phrases and words and just bouncing around in your barian and you cant understand why you cant sleep because you are SO BEYOND TIRED.
5.My companion and I are finding alternate ways of entertainment to distract us from wanting to watch a movie or listen to music. Music and the spoken word is THE BEST. We get so excited for sunday becasue they jam all of us sisters in the gym and turn off the lights and we get to hear REAL MUSIC OTHER THAN HYMNS!!!! life is so good. We also LOVE reading the BOM together. Its like reading Harry Potter... almost.
6. The Tie.
Once upon a time, my companion and I (as dress code inforcers for our district [We might have given ourselves this title]) were having a discussion with our distrcit Elders about proper tie wearage. They were all telling us about how great paisley is. I told them that paisley isnt specifically my favorite because it reminds me of a diaper bag and they all laughed at me even thought i really was so serious. I DONT LIKE PAISLEY TIES.
The next morning I show up to breakfast and loa and behold, every Elder in my District is wearing a paisley tie. HA... HA.... HA.
Turns out that my companion and I fell in love with one of the Elders Paisley ties which was purchased at the DI. COOLEST TIE EVER. We loved it so much that we crowned it the "District Tie". Everyday someone in our district wears it, even the sisters. Wednesday was my day and I wore it as a headband. LONG LIVE THE DISTRICT TIE. I will send picturs of it soon.
7.Our favorite hymn to sing in Korean is "Angels We Have Heard on High" In stead of GLoooooooooooooooooooRIA, it becomes YAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaGWONG. HAHAHAH Everytime we get to Gwong we laugh because it sounds so obnoxious.
Singing hymns in Korean is so much fun.
8.This week someone in my zone thought I was from OREGON. That defintiely is the best compliment I have ever recieved. 'you just dont looklike you're from around here" she says. I LOVE OREGON.
9. The Native Korean missionaries LOOOOOVE my name. Everytime they see me they say PAPA!!! PAPA!!! PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPA!!! I love Koreans.
10. I HAVE NEVER WANTED TO CAMP MORE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE THAN I DO IN THE MTC. I tell my companion that I just want to take a tent and live in Alaska for the rest of my life. I stumbled upon a scripture that describes my longing perfectly- Psalms 55:5-7. HAHAHA God is so funny..
11. Speaking of scriptures, I stumbled upon another one that I plan on hangin above my bed. Psalms 57:8
.... I know youre laughing right now.
On a more serious note, this experience has been amazing. I feel like I have been here for ETERNITY. We have 105 missionaries in our zone and SEVENTY of them are leaving on Monday. We get thirty on Wednesday though, we are so sad but so happy at the same time. Goodbyes are always so hard.
I became really close with the a sister in my zone named Sister D. She is SO AMAZING. She is from Alaska and I feel like we were best friends in heaven. She wears neutral colors and she likes the North Face and chalkboards and traveling and she is the cutest. We became close friends and I never wanted to see her go. She is scheduled to leave on Monday and so I was already preparing for her to leave and it was HARD. Last night i was in my room getting ready for bed and she comes in to talk to me like she does every night. She told me that she was leaving to go home to Alaska in the morning and that she wanted to tell me goodbye.
She has been really struggling with being here in the MTC and has felt down a lot. All of us girls just told her that Satan was probably just working extra hard on her but that she could overcome it, being a missioanry brings so much joy! She went to talk to one of the counselros at the MTC and they gave her a medical release in regards to her current state. She just isnt prepared to live in a foreign coutnry dealign with the anxiety she is feelign at the moment.
Me and my companion cried together. We want her to be better but we admire her bravery to do what is right. We know that God will help her at home.
Goodbyes are always the worst.
Even though life is filled with so much sorrow and dissappointment, Sister D. taught me that although she may have to leave her mission for now, God will always take care of us if we trust in his judgement and choose to embrace our challenges insted of fight them.
There is joy in every moment of everyday, we only need to look for it.
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