-A bunch of people in my district got business cards made that had their names, emails, and pictures of them and they would just hand them out to any attractive girl they saw walking around. I thought it was pretty dumb and against our entire purpose as missionaries, but now that I think back on it, it was genius. Some of these guys really miss talking to white girls and flirting so this was their way to cope with it. More power to them.
-Fast and testimony meeting. Man that meeting sucked rocks. I didn't really take fasting very seriously growing up, I probably did it 3 times in the last 5 years and it was the same sort of thing with a lot of people in my district. We all didn't fast often enough, so when we are forced to fast because they closed down the cafeteria for breakfast and lunch, we were dying. Not only do they close down the cafeteria, but they also have to substitute those eating times with something else so they just give us more class. It was just a bad situation to begin with, but the actual testimony meeting part of it was really good. The spirit was very strong and we all could feel it. That is... until one of the missionaries sang. I know this is kinda mean to say, but this guy was super stuck up and full of himself and it made this whole singing disaster SO much more funny. I mentioned in the last email that David Archuleta came and sang to us for a Christmas devotional; my trio said he could harmonize with him. Yeah okay buddy, we'll see about that. So he begins singing in fast and testimony meeting and absolutely wiffs the high note in "Peace in Christ" and everyone immediately starts biting their jackets because they don't want to laugh. It was so funny and I feel really bad for writing about this. But then again... do I? No one ended up laughing fortunately, but it was so hard not to. And of course he thought he did amazing, but whatever, self love and all that. Moving on...
I don't really have a lot more to say about the last week of the MTC because it was just a lot of class and saying goodbye. I'm just gonna move on to the mission field.
I don't really have a lot more to say about the last week of the MTC because it was just a lot of class and saying goodbye. I'm just gonna move on to the mission field.
The mission field has been nothing compared to what I expected it to be. I thought it was always busy, there's always people to talk to, and you're constantly on the go. It's not like that at all, at least in my first week. There's so much spare time to study the scriptures and talk to your companion. That's been very nice because I don't like always being busy all the time. I like freetime to myself where I can relax and lie down. Anyway, my area consists of rich white old people and poor black people. There isn't an in between.
My mind is really tired right now and I can't think of a lot of stories about what happened. All you gotta know is that I'm doing just fine and that this area, with time, is going to be so much fun for me. I'll have a lot more stories next week, I apologize for my laziness right now.
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