June 14, 2013
raise your hand if you live in perpetual tiredness.
aha! Those of you who raised your hands are
all mentiras! (liars) If you truly lived in the same kind of
perpetual tiredness that I am living, you wouldn't have the
energy to support the weight of your head, let alone raise your hand.
So I've discovered that when people say you "really
grow up" on a mission, they literally mean "get
old" --I feel like i'm about to turn 95. i'm always tired, my back
hurts, I eat oatmeal and cracked wheat for breakfast, and I have
recently discovered how much i love love love puzzles (oh the
horror!!) It won't be long before I'm guzzling my daily prune juice, and
telling those hooligans to stay off my lawn!
I kid, but in all seriousness the only time I am not
totally and completely tempted to lie down on the floor for a quick snooze, is
when I'm supposed to be in bed. It's funny how that works.
So. Can you believe it? I'm off to California in (counts on
fingers out of sleep-deprived-ness....you think I'm kidding) 3 days! Bright and
early Tuesday morning, well, not so much bright as the sun will
not yet be up, I leave the MTC at 4:30am with 29 other
california-going-missionaries. And no, none of them is Riverside Spanish
Speaking :(.
I'm very excited so please read the rest of my mission posts with very
exaggerated voice inflictions. plenty of exclamations points as well. I don't
have enough energy to type them all out.
In other news, I got a present yesterday. i got to receive an
overdue tetanus shot (surprise!) Don't worry. I'm milking it for all it's
worth. I'm wearing short sleeves so that everyone can see my Snoopy Band-Aid
and feel sorry for poor little hermana Thomas.
Well. It's been real. it's been fun. it's been Provo. See
you in the sol, sister!
Love!
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