So This week I picked up my camera did a photo shoot with Kenya and Freaked out all my photos were blurred and crap and I was like I have forgotten everything but then the next day Eden was bugging me for a Facebook profile picture plus I had to do an assignment…..LAMO man but okay so I did a portrait session with Eden and I realized ISO is pretty dang important. I AM AN IDIOT!!!! so basic. So I took beautiful pictures of my little sister and actually she inspired me for this week’s letter. So I hate generic photos the ones that people are smiling their lives from a photograph look perfect. I don’t know why but Eden had written on her finger nails the word OKAY. I feel like I have been saying that over and over this week. As a returned missionary which I hate the term RM (returned monster.) you will hear two main phrases that you will hear over and over and over again.
WOW your back that went fast. How was your mission?
(thought process) akward because a few seconds doesn’t really explain what happened. Even if I tried to explain no one would understand because it was CRAZY and AMAZING and CHALLAGING and ABSOULELY HUMBLING. My stories are pretty far fetched and I have come to learn not all that socially acceptable hahah. I did serve in Olongapo let’s be honest here. A lot of things I edited in my letters for my parents sake but now I told them everything and I think they are still in shock! I THINK I AM STILL IN SHOCK! I mean my first day in the Philippines was Holy week which consisted of people whipping themselves chanting, Crazy idols, humun Crucifixion and rubbish burning so smoke was everywhere and that night was my very first experience in that country…. I was petrified!!!!!!!! WHERE THE HECK HAD I BEEN SENT. But the Place as crazy as it is the people, Mga nanay that loved me, the kids, the dramatic culture, being told I am beautiful everywhere I went and people coming out of houses just to take pictures with me!!!!!!! the people really did steel my heart even the Language as hard as it was to learn I MISS IT! Being here kills me. I miss my MISSION SO MUCH! Even if I went back it isn’t the same I wouldn’t be a missionary. I loved and hated being a missionary. It really was a rollercoaster of extreme emotions. It was the best and hardest thing ever….turns out that cliché is true and the only way to describe a mission.
Silence…… The listener doesn’t really care what your response is..
“it was Okay.”
“that’s wonderful just wonderful great experience for you.”
Then they walk off. This process is repeated over and over.
How does it feel to be back.
Response: Thought process. Well not exactly what I though it would be like. I didn’t believe everyone that there is an adjustment I naively thought hey not that hard you go back to your life. HECK NO! Everything is different everyone is different even my house is different. I THINK I AM HAVING A BIGGER CULTURE SHOCK BEING HERE AT HOME!!!! AUSTRALIA IS NOT THE PHILIPPINES THINGS I COULD DO THERE ARE NOT SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE HERE!!!!!!!!!Australia is super ocd about forms and people have a lot of things and still say they are poor. Risk assessment forms and lack of jay walking and having everything that must be safe!!! I feel like this country spends more time assessing the risk of things rather than just living. People don’t have a lot of patience here and Australians are not accustomed to waiting for anything everything must be instant. Everything is fast pace and time is really important. Australians like to have a go at other Australians I was walking to uni on the foot path and this guy was on a bike and some old man/women not sure what gender it was just like full on gets up this dude and tells him that this is not the bike path that he is going to get a fine. EVERYONE LIVES IN FEAR OF GETTING A FINE!!!!! THE GUY GETS OFF HIS BIKE!!!!!! What the heck man I would of just kept riding. PLEASE!!!!! As for the old thing I would say your little motorized cart thingy isn’t exactly your legs either buddy……….So stupid. Filipino time I miss that. People who have been to the Philippines would understand that. But I love hot showers and toilet paper you can flush down the toilet! BUT THE FACT THERE IS A FLUSH! That is another wonder of life! I love AUSTRALIAN FOOD. I love my family and seeing old friends. I love SLEEP! Prayer is different I don’t feel as close to heavenly father now as I did in the field that is the biggest thing for me and I don’t know how to explain it but it’s different. Makes me kind of sad. I feel like I have lost something but I don’t know what it is. Motivation I really don’t a desire to do anything. Again conflicting emotions. BEA isn’t here!!!!!! BRONTE… I miss her like crazy that is the biggest thing for me I DON’T HAVE MY SISTER WITH ME. I don’t have the person that I love and fight with and tells me I am being stupid when I am. I didn’t realize it but Bea is a HUGE part of my life. Being here back home without her is the biggest thing that I am adjusting to. I get to see her in a year. Jordan Woolley said to me that isn’t a long time! WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE!!!!! Time doesn’t go fast that isn’t fast! A YEAR IS A SUPTANIAL AMOUNT OF TIME. Again Jordan 6 months is a septennial amount of time! I still can’t go to max Brenner.
“yep it’s okay being back.”
“Great to see you are doing so well just great!”
PLEASE SHUT UP!( of course this is a thought not said because that would be pretty dang blunt and rude.)
“yep yep well great to see you.”
This time I walk away and find more people to do small talk with. Then you find some genuine people that is rather refreshing that actually care what happened and how you’re really doing and this is a great one too they tell you WHAT THEY HAVE BEEN DOING!!!!! Thank- you to a few of my friends for a real conversation that wasn’t awkward I swear if I hadn’t of seen them that dance would of driven me up the wall!
So I also made new friends with three Rm’s from the Philippines found myself in a Filipino shop and then I was surround by Filipino food and people it was great my homesickness got a lot better. It was great to talk with Jessie, Dwine and Sarah. We ate Balut that stuff is deadly! It smells rather intresting and looks like a enbro of a child man. So life is good and I am looking forward to this coming weeks adventures of unpacking and lack of internet…. Prehaps a good thing I am addicted to facebook and I hate that site. Scrolling and scrolling for excitement and being left with less brain cells and more bored then before. I want my BLUE CARD ALREADY I WANT TO START TEACHING AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! grabe. NO internet for a week was really great and I really loved packing up my house and finally to start and get my life back together and stop living out of a suit case is nice. So things are looking up.
This week’s progression….
-So I handed in my first assignment!!!! Biggest effort for 4%.
- Made my first normal Friend at uni! She is not on drugs! yeah!!! go art school!
- Picked up and SLR and used it!
- did a crappy sketch but I did it
- moved house my room is a neculur boom my house is like the after math of a natural disaster
- Resume completed emails looked at but still haven’t handed it out or replied to people.
- Made friends with the sister missionaries here. I like sister Robortson she is CANADIAN! I am obsessed with Canada! Mum and I need to go there. Who knows but Canada is still everywhere still! The Elders helped us move Elder King is super talkative and English he is awesome! Mum went to hug him without thinking this week but she was like what the heck I thought it was hilarious.
- I have a slight social life!!!!! Go buddy I made new friends.
- Babies love me again!!!!
So a Continuation of last weeks goals.
- New SCRIPTURES!!!!!! I NEED THEM! my mission ones are beat up and smell like moss.
- buy a screen for print making
- AGAIN DO SOMETHING TO GET A JOB!!!! AHHH I need motivation.
- write in my journal….. I don’t want to but I will regret it.
- Calendar for my room MAKE PLANS!!!
- Do a new and improved bucket list.
- Spend time with Kenya this week.
- Have a to do list each day so I achieve things!
- Really work at convincing my parents I can DRIVE!!! I am not 5 years old!!! ahhhhh!!!!
- write things down otherwise I forget them. I may have completely forgotten about dinner with family friends and going to the temple with Melissa just absent mindness and I need to remember stuff that I said I would do! I felt so bad. However on the positive side lesson learnt!
I really am pushing myself to be normal again but lets be honest even though I am doing things and seeing people life is NOT NORMAL! For example I was walking to the Bus and I see this man chilling with his back to me facing the wall and I go in my head….. Oh he must be peeing. Anyone who lives in the Philippines there is a lot of signage everywhere that say BAWAL UMIHI DITO! okay translation is, It is forbidden to pea here. Yet when you walk around everyone is peaing on those signs… Male people that is. As I continue walking I think to myself holly heckers that doesn’t happen in Australia and I realized the guy was texting not peeing. Ohhhhhhhhh probs get arrested here if you just peaed on a building here.
So on that note I had my first day of Uni. I use to love going to uni seeing my friends. I went and realized something they have all graduated or dropped out. I got myself an ID met a super cool guy who works in admin….. Note- Success in life is not what you know but who you know. How to make your life a lot easier is make friends with admin people. His name is Matt he has random trips to the Philippines to build houses he doesn’t know tagalog….. I want his job. Then I went to the web center to kill time but found that they had changed things around. Found this lady whose face was super familiar sat down and she filled me in on people retiring and no new teachers but there has been some deaths. I remembered her I felt bad I had forgotten her name. Bounced ideas off with her of things I am thinking about and she gave me numbers how to make things happen but I am not all that sure yet but it was great to catch up with her……. Pays to be nice to people they can help you a lot in the future. Turns out her name is Carroll. Well can’t believe I forgot that one, rather ironic really. Good old Carroll! Now when I see her at Uni she waves are me. I love that chick.
Then I went to check out the gallery at school. IT MADE ME MAD! There was a twig with a little tea towel. A TWIG!!! I mean I know it probably represented 12 weeks of thought process and explanation but a TWIG I was so uninspired. It just reminded me of a family I taught that used one stick of soup to wash with. A stick of soup to wash up with. A Stick of soup to do laundry. That same stick of soup to clean their shack with they don’t have a floor it was just dirt. I don’t know there is something wrong with that. I had a bath and had 3 million different types of soaps and shampoos that my mum had bought and the fact I was in a hot bath tub was Bizarre to me. I spent pretty much my whole mission washing with a bucket of cold water every morning and I LOVED IT! I was lucky to spend some months of my mission in the mission home in the Ap’s apartment and I had the luxury of a hot shower. HAND WASHING WITH A WELL! I really don’t miss that but I am grateful for that experience to really recognize how absolutely blessed I am.
Art collage is like a completely different world to the Philippines and missionary life. The things I heard the classes and things I saw where strange to me. There is a lot of things I have forgotten. I love ART COLLAGE but I don’t really feel part of it anymore. A lot of things about me has changed my ideas my aspirations just a lot of things. Before I left I promised mum I would finish and finish I shall but I really feel kind of lost like I don’t know what I am ment to be doing with my life anymore. I don’t know if I want to be a photojournalist anymore. Perhaps I will find my love for this again maybe time na lang. I might get out a heap of books and look at work of great Photographers to seek inspiration. I mean before my mission I was obsessed with Photography! now I don’t know parang wala akong paki alam tunkol sa Photography. I miss my old friends especially Jeorgia who apparently has dropped out and traveling and living in Londan. My only saving grace is Dennis who is a really good friend of mine. He also is Filipino what are the odds. He lived in Canada back in the day and I grew up listening to stories of mum serving her mission in Canada. I LOVE CANADA even though I have never even been there.I firmly believe everything happens for a reason and I am grateful to get to learn more things from Dennis he is one of the 5.
So this is my theory about friendship. We all are placed in peoples lives for some reason sometimes people stay forever and no amount of time apart changes the fact that you will always be friends. Pero most times than not we pass through the lives of people and that we learn something from them we serve them sometimes they serve us we have something in common with them but if that thing in common is removed we somehow don’t see each other life takes over and time passes you grow apart. This is something I have experienced a lot this week is seeing people again sometimes its like nothing has changed and sometimes its just dang awkward people I was close with I don’t really know anymore. But thankfully I have people like Kenya, Tess and Celeste that go oh you haven’t really changed and we just start joking. THEN I MISS UDALL! and people in the Philippines I have gotten a lot of messages from Filipinos and it’s the same I miss you sister McNaught. Man your mission went fast. People here say wow your back that went fast. For me it doesn’t seem fast but being back it feels like a dream like it didn’t really happen…..but it did. I watched the vow this week and somehow identified myself with the main character. My life is like that I feel like I have skipped a big chuck and now I am somehow supposed to get on with it. I miss my sister she still has a year left before I see her again. Most of my close friends are still in the mission field so I have a lot of room for new friends and Kenya is about to leave for England to be a missionary.
Speaking of English people, there is a fine young elder here his name is Elder King I really like this kid. I meet a great new investigator she is 21 just like me doesn’t know English and only speeks Tagalog……..PERFECT!!!! I love her already.So she is about to get married to a less active member and I am excited to teach her with the elders and Alberto. Alberto is a recent convert and he is from the Philippines but lived in New Zealand. So we had our first lesson with this lady and it was an AMAZING LESSON! little shaky at first because of the language barrier and she didn’t really understand the Elders but then Translating and teaching IT WAS FANTASTIC! But the thing I will never forget is how the Spirit works. Man simple impressions followed and then there is this strong powerful unforgettable moment. BEAUTIFUL! I almost cried and I don’t really know how to explain it but this is something I do know. THE LANGUAGE OF THE SPIRIT IS UNIVERSAL AND IT DOES TOUCH HEARTS AND LIVES! Testimony is not the importance of words used but sincerity. I think Elder Kings testimony was one of the most powerful testimonies I have ever been privileged to witness. His story is that 2 years ago he was taught by missionaries and became a member against all the wishes of his family and now he is a missionary. I know I am forever changed by what I witnessed tonight.
Again about testimony today was testimony meeting and Brother Carroll(kenya’s Dad) he gets up does a peace sign which is legendary but then he spoke and it was powerful I wish Kenya could of seen it. He has brought his family for years without his wife. He expressed his love for his family and his wife and how he wished he could be sealed with them forever. It was beautiful again you had to be there to experience it. Besides the one where he got up where he stood and didn’t go to the front to bear his testimony, today’s testimony will be his most memorable testimony for me.
One thing that stood out to me just before I left my mission was this in Preach my Gospel….. “Members who share the gospel experience joy and have the Spirit of the Lord more abundantly.” This is so true.
Something that I would do every morning on my mission is I would think this. I KNOW THERE IS SOMEONE HERE THAT HEAVENLY FATHER WANTS ME TO MEET. I know that people are waiting for me to teach them. I have come to realize this week it is still something I should still think. My mission prepared me to help a lot of Filipinos still. I will have this eternal love for that people. I really do love them being here kills me because I miss them so much and all the friends I made but basically I miss Filipinos. Crazy culture and their way of life, I love it. I miss it. I miss being a missionary. But you can’t look back just like bronte’s note says. Missions come to an end and new and exciting adventures lay ahead. People are still being placed in my path.
Found myself at the temple with the YSA. I feel like I need to be there. I love the temple it is my sanity at the moment. I love the temple and later on this week I had a funny experience when I went by myself during the day. I GOT TRAPPED! I got locked in! it was crazy I had to climb over two huge fences!!! braking out of the temple is a first for me.
I prayed for Talmage Gorringe and then I prayed for each student in my seminary class which I still can’t teach because I need a blue card to prove I am not a creeper!
I found out Jess is in America missed that. Kenya is in Melbourne. Jenny is in Sydney. I am in Brisbane……….. I want to travel! I think that is what I want to do. I loved adventures on my mission CRAZY adventures I want that. I think I will have to come up with a road trip.
So this weeks progression
I now have a smart phone it is super cool but I still don’t know my number.
I opened my real email there was an AMAZING email from a lady that made me realize that little postcard that happened changed her life. Pretty cool and exactly what I needed to read at the moment. I still need to reply to people haven’t gotten that far yet!
Went to the first classes at UNIVERSITY!
Held Babies and Jack’s kid didn’t scream and it was awesome. I CAN’T believe he has offspring and guess what I have a new cousin his name is Liam.
I hug men of all ages! Handshaking has become considerably less but I did see a friend from high school and without thinking just shook his hand it was weriod haha.
This weeks goals.
move house ( crazy I know who moves house straight after there mission…. me)
Make more friends.
Do things to seek a job. (like a resume would be a good start.)
Call people that Carroll(the admin lady.) wanted me to call
Convince my parents I can drive again! maybe practice driving with them like I when I was 16…….. grabe naman.
Buy a calendar make plans and set some real goals. Make a list of things I want to happen in my life.
draw and do some photoshoots
BUY NEW SCRIPTURES TODAY!
write letters to people. lalo para kay Sister Stabenow!
lots of love
This week I understand how someone can grow out a beard and not want to do anything when they get home….. I bet if I was a man I would be growing out a beard right now and become a hopo. I am grateful Kenya came to visit me today! So did Granny. I got out my real camera today the photos were horrid but it’s okay just keep going. Take more shots. I really have no idea how I got so lucky to have a friend like her. I didn’t want to do anything today.
goal get back to Utah for Christmas!
One of the things from my mission I really enjoyed was writing home each week and kind of giving a summary of things that happened and lessons learnt. Now I want to continue that I really don’t care if anyone reads this but I feel like there are more lessons to be learnt here in Australia and I think it’s a cool idea to continue that. Perhaps my life in Australia will not be as interesting in the Philippines which freaks me out that my life will become dull just like before my mission but this week was certainly not dull and a lot of things I was able to learn.
I don’t know how long I will continue to write it probably is a reaction to not wanting things to change and adjustment from mission life to whatever this is….. POST mission life. Everyone says there is an adjustment period I always thought people were crazy I presumed after your mission life would go back insanely to what it was before……… The thing is it can’t you are different and everyone around you is different. AUSTRALIA IS DIFFERENT!!!! I feel like I am having a culture shock to Australia. I keep expecting a tricycle a bunch of Filipino stairs and hearing the word Maganda everywhere I go. I mean people don’t come out of their houses to take photos with me what is going on!!!!!!!!!!The lack of wildlife here…. In the Philippines there are so many dogs and goats just chilling everywhere. THE DRIVING and lining up for things people don’t try to push in everyone is pretty strict here and obedient. I love what Burt said one day…. “Hey if I ever feel like I am having an ugly day I will just remember a whole country thinks I am beautiful.” White people look weird to me. I was saying this to the temple worker in Manila and she was shocked about this fact too….. In MANILA all the people smash themselves into buses like little fishes in little cans. I was walking and saw empty buses! It was strange and it’s winter here and I am not really use to the cold my face is flaking!
How is my first week well it has been abit of a drug haze. 3 days of being completely out of it! But I am still waiting for tests but I am glad to not be taking more drugs! I seriously don’t know why people do drugs it makes you go crazy and I couldn’t focus on anything and I may have been losing it. I was able to skpe the world all from the comfort of my bedroom it was great to catch with friends from my mission. FOOD IS WONDERFUL IN AUSTRALIA!!!!!!! Vegemite toast! hello come at me! First movie was Pride and Prejudice I got so guilty I watched part of it and I couldn’t Finnish it! I went to sleep but progressed through the week watched all of hunger Game-catching fire. Makes no sense I know…… but there it is.
Temple session with Kenya SPIRITUAL HIGHLIGHT OF MY WEEK! One of the happiest moments of my life sitting in the Temple with one of my dearest friends! So if there is anyone thinking about going on a mission, what is the thing that you testify the most about? Families are eternal. It was so beautiful to see Kenya’s first sealing session. That is how families are made eternal. The SPIRIT WAS SO STRONG! I can go to the temple whenever I want! Isn’t that AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Last Sunday relief Society class was so inspired the teacher was awesome I don’t know her but she is from America and it was about having the companionship of the Holy Ghost. I was like this is exactly what I was worried about coming home and no spirit because I am no longer in the field that is not true! If we do things to qualify pa rin for the spirit we can still have many spiritual experiences! IT DEPENDS ON US! great lesson no AMAZING LESSON!
Training/ personal Study session thingy with Asa Smibert. I love that man he was a bishop in Brisbane ward. Bea and I always would hang out as youth at that ward and ours. He gave me a bunch of numbers for Sign Language and happens to be a free class on Wednesday nights welp that is rather convenient! It was great to catch up with him. I felt the spirit so strong. Reporting in front of the high council! ahhhhhhh! I went to plan what I was going to say but I just though no I love this scripture from D&C 84 & 85
85 Neither take ye thought beforehand awhat ye shall say; but btreasure up in your minds continually the words of life, and it shall be cgiven you in the very hour that portion that shall be meted unto every man.
Such a Surreal experience! I was so nervous but it turned out perfect! GREAT EXPERIENCE!
Homecoming talk……. Eden Sang it was heavenly! so BEAUTIFUL! I am just one voice perfect song! beautiful spirit! Mum and dad did beautiful testimonies. welp same thing kind of did bullet points! I got up and decided to abandon my bullet points and talk about the Atonement and what I had learnt about the Atonement Jesus Christ had to be central to what I was to talk about. Half way through my talk Brother Carroll (Kenya’s Dad) gets up and places a note on the pulpit he wants me to bear my testimony in tagalog. Tagalog is not a party trick but I explained the huge struggle I had to learn how to speak the language. I TESTIFY! I did not learn Tagalog because of my ability and as such it is a sacred gift that I will never use it without purpose. Paul says
9.So likewise ye, except ye utter by the tongue words easy to be understood, how shall it be known what is spoken? for ye shall speak into the air.
10 There are, it may be, so many kinds of voices in the world, and none of them is without signification.
1 Corinthians 14: 9:10
So many talks I remember RM talking in their language but now after having that experience if people don’t understand me why would I speak it. I remember going woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow they are so amazing However I HAD NO IDEA WHAT THEY SAID! But now I came to learn something through experience and prayer and study, THE GIFT OF TONGUES MUST BE USED WITH PURPOSE! In short I did not bear my testimony in Tagalog from the pulpit no one would of understood me.
It’s great to talk with people that know the language! Spencer and Drake, I have been having heaps of fun talking with them but key point………If there is no interpretation thereof why would I use empty words that just hang in the air! Although praying in English doesn’t happen I can’t do it! YET! I feel stupid praying in English. weird. And sometimes I go in and out of tagalog without thinking which is weird for my friends/ Family.
Decided to work with the missionaries on Sunday had organised it and I was super excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! then I go okay are you guys excited. They Cancelled on me! what! I would hound down members to work. then I was talking to them and it came up that 2 new investigators is standard of excellence here. WHAT!!!!!!! I came from 10 and we never got 10 we always went far and above that. Australia is different but still. Mission life is different here and I AM SO BLESSED TO HAVE SERVED IN THE PHILIPPINES EVERYDAY WAS FILLED WITH TEACHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I could not lived with days of no teaching! I WOULD OF DIED!!!!!!!!!! The attitude of missionaries is different here but I like them they are super cool. Elder King is an English man he is trying to learn tagalog haha I find it amusing.
Went to insty and shook people’s hands people…..men tried to go for the hug I evaded and avoided like a lethal plague I did progress during the week brought myself to hug men older and younger than me but of the same age bracket I avoided like the plague until Sunday Night! So made a new friend called Jess I shall be taking her place as Seminary teacher met her at church then Bam instant fireside wing man. We ended up talking with a really cool dude I kind of knew before my mission Christian Inglis……..I go to shake his hand and he is laughing….. Then Jess goes nope you have to Hug him! WHAT!!!!! no! push BAM! so there it is the first real man I hugged after my mission is Christian Inglis who’s beautiful/stunning girlfriend was standing next to him.I don’t know his girlfriend. Oh Scott nice to meet you BAM another hug….. I go bright red. It was pathetic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don’t know if this will ever be normal again. Saw Ben Maurer who was my mission prep teacher and EFY co Councillor back in the day. He is actually become way cooler in 18 months. He is way nicer!
The cool thing was I found myself at two baptisms since I have been home. The first was the day after I got home found myself with Kenya at Brisbane Chapel at Tash’s baptism. Such a lovely spirit! I loved when her friend got up and gave her testimony/ talk/ letter well whatever it was it was beautiful. Then she was baptized and it was perfect just perfect. Then I somehow found myself with a bunch of YSA at a Tahiwaniess restaurant. I love coconut rice! Felt very strange and I sat next to Tash. Hi Tash congratulations on your baptism I am Arianne nice to meet you. The FOOD WAS GREAT! Then Taylor’s baptism she is a little 8 year old in our ward. So Cute beautiful service. Then she had to give her testimony she goes I will now recite the 13 articals of faith! well okay this kid recites them…… SHE IS 8! It was awesome and she made smart comments all through it. Brilliant! Taylor is going to be a missionary for sure! I mean at 8……13 articals of faith agad. I bet she will be called to Finland because that is the hardest language in the world. Funniest thing happened I was sitting next to the Preston kids! I love them so much anyways ems is like bea! so much its weird. She was pretty set on marrying her cousin yep not legal here in Australia!
anyways I go “ems how is Mika…. “
“O I broke up with him.”
“yes I was in love with him but I am not anymore he has ear-rings. Also he broke up with his girlfriend and because she doesn’t believe the church is true.”
“yes I don’t want to get married I want to get fat eat junk food and not have kids because if you have kids you can’t do what you want.”
GOLD! I was laughing I love 7 year olds and their love lives.
On Tuesday found myself with some people at max Brenner I got a little emotional it was pathetic… didn’t cry I wanted to cas BRONTE is ALWAYS AT MAX BRENNER! man I love my sister and I miss her one more year! welp that sums up my week I am reading a great book at the moment called Woman and the Priesthood by Sheri Dew. It is amazing I am learning so much. This coming week looks like a big week coming up!
This week’s personal goals!
Again I need a cell phone! I mean mobile that is what it is called here in Aus.
Not be freaked out to hug a men my age!
Get use to wearing heels again! I feel like an awkward giraffe!
Stop avoiding my real email account and look at things and replay to people!
lots of love
Arianne…. I went to type SISTER!!!! this is not good!!!!
Almost forgot it was KENYA’s BIRTHDAY THIS WEEK!!!! We went to the coolest retirement home in the world and had high tea with her grandparents. That place is AWESOME LIKE a fancy home decor magazine! Loved it. Tess was there too and her Grandfather is crack up! Classic lines and Mattie was great too. I have not laughed so hard for a while. BRING ON SOME MORE AWESOME Mga Himala!!!!!
Today I was sitting down during my half hour break. I saw these pencil cases and I think it really hit me that my life isn’t going to be the same after tomorrow. I got up and purchased the pencil cases in preparation for the Missionary Training Center. Tomorrow will be my last shift at food works. Although 5 years have passed since my first shift I feel liberated and slightly saddened. I hated scrubbing chicken racks but I loved meeting the people that would come into the shop. Most of these people I will never see again. I was a deli chick in no way important to anyone but I loved hearing peoples stories. I loved all the different types of customers. It is a privilege in a way to work in a supermarket because you get this amazing perspective.You get to see all different types of people. It’s amazing that we all travel through what we call “life” and all of us are so different and our experiences so diverse.
So as that chapter comes to a close a new one opens. In less than 2 weeks I will be a missionary. I am going to be serving the people of the Philippines. My greatest desire is to develop a great love for the people. I hope that I learn to be more grateful for the things I have been blessed with. I don’t know what lessons I will learn or the friends yet to be met but there is one thing I know for certain. I know that serving a mission is exactly what I am meant to do at this point in my life. I am deferring uni for 18 months, leaving my friends and family to help other families. I promised my mum after my mission I would return and finish my photography degree but who knows what the future will hold after that. May 2013 bring happiness to all. This will be my last post for a very long time.
Cya all in 18 months!