When Monson announced that guys now can go on a mission when they’re 18, my first thought was DANG! How awkward it will be next year, when the greenies are all my age!!! hahah. and what if they’re hot too?! HOW CAN I SURVIVE THAT?
For some reason, I sometimes turn into this very deep and super cheesy person at night, and I tend to do things that are … well, they seem like good ideas at the time, but when I wake up the next morning it’s all just a blur and I don’t even want to open my eyes because I’m too scared of what I’ve done. Haha seriously! I wake up, and I’m like “man, I was up late last night, what did I do” and then I go on facebook and I’m like “oh. my. gosh. kill me now.” because apparently someone I miss and haven’t seen in a while or an old friend received a book in his/her inbox that mostly goes something like; “you are all the colors of the wind - you paint the world with your love” and stuff and I just end up sitting there like oh okay today would be a good day to jump in front of a train …
OR, this morning, I just woke up like “hm what a nice mo- WHAT HAVE I DONE” and then I checked my phone …. And it turns out that I at 4am decided to text a missionary … and apologize … for wanting to talk to him about something … and told him to call me asap when he saw the text … even though I was asleep … So, he wakes up at 6.30, now it’s 11.08 - still no text or call. You have no idea how awkward it is. I actually need to talk to him about something though, but I didn’t have to TEXT HIM in a middle of the night and freaking apologize gosh I won’t be surprised if he threw his phone into a river or something, like “girl you need to CHILL” and never contact me again.
And I do other things too … Like one morning, I woke up and my clothes (that I slept in) were all wet. And then I remembered … that I had been out dancing in the freaking rain. HOW CHEESY CAN YOU GET?!
Is this a syndrome or something?! Can I kill this virus?! It feels like I’m high when I’m actually the most sober person on earth - WHAT IS THIS someone please tell me gosh it’s frustrating
… to others; young boy/girl who dedicate two years of his/her life to preach the gospel
… to me: texting buddy/Google/someone I can bother during sacrament meeting/therapist
… and boy was it awkward! haha
So, my friend Linda and I have been members for almost a year now, and during that year we’ve finished a semester at institute, so today they handed out diplomas, and those who received one were expected to bear their testimony about what we’ve been going through in class as well as the gospel. THE ONLY PROBLEM IS … Linda and I haven’t really attended institute that much … We always have dinner in church before the class, so we always go to the dinner and stay and either chat with the missionaries or go home. So this made us feel a little like we didn’t really deserve it … And they made the whole handing out diplomas-thing a little too formal for my taste, so we had to walk up to the branch president when they called out our name, and after passing out the sacrament we had to bear our testimonies, like I said before …. Linda’s testimony was probably the funniest thing I’ve heard in a long time, and filled the chapel with laughter and facepalms, haha … Even the branch presidency just sat up there like “oh. my goodness. what is this.”
and THEN it was time to bear mine … I had absolutely no idea what to say or do and was super nervous, so Sister T (because of course we’re sitting with the missionaries, right? haha the only people that are close to our age) just bend over and rambled some scripturething in my ear, because apparently we had to mention our favorite scripture in the old testament, and eh … honestly … I haven’t read it yet and I haven’t been paying much attention in the few classes I’ve actually attended. So she was just like; “ok, proverbs 3, 5-6, talks about how you can always count on the Lord and have to trust him, and he will give you the guidance you need in life” and then she quickly tore out a bit of a page in her missionary day planner-thing (you know, that white little book they always carry around) and wrote it down as my turn was coming up. <3 Sister T <3
And then … You know when you’re about to give a presentation or speak in front of a large audience and you’re sitting in the back row and it feels like you’re walking the green mile because everyone’s eyes are just glued to you? Yeah …
I was pretty nervous, and Linda’s testimony was still cracking me up, so I just stood there like “uhm …. BUAHAHAHHHHAHAH sorry” and when I finally came to my senses, I was just racing through the whole thing so it turned out really short, even though it felt like I’d been standing up there forever. I don’t really remember exactly what I said, but I mentioned something about how I was feeling guilty because I hadn’t been able to attend institute as often as I should have, that my one year mark as a member was coming up and that the church means a lot to me. I also read out Sister T’s note out loud … Haha but I tend to speak with my arms and said some rather odd things now and then so I saw some giggly faces out there … haha but it was funny.
When I dragged myself down to my bench again, Elder S turned to me and showed me his phone. Apparently that little sneak had recorded it all, and it wasn’t even longer than a minute! haha I have NO idea what he’s gonna do with it, but apparently he’d sent some texts around to some other missionaries, like Elder A who insists that Linda and I bear our testimony on the first of September … Hahah oh missionaries, they’re so weird, I love them.
After the meeting was over, a lot of people walked up to us and claimed that we did a good job, one man even said that we were the highlights of the whole meeting! Apparently we didn’t exactly bore them to death, and we did it more “human” and not like one of those Peter Priesthood braggers, which was nice to hear, lol
So I told my sister about how awesome the missionaries are, about having them over for dinner while she was with my parents in Sweden, the meetings, buying us milkshake and McFlurry, institute and FHE and just the people in church in general, because I don’t see any reason to hide all that from her. She doesn’t have a problem with her sister being mormon, like certain other members of my family have, and I kind of think she wants to know what the heck is going on in her older sister’s life. When I mentioned that I had a video of Elder A and B from September, she really wanted to see it, and now she’s dying to meet the missionaries. Well, I told her that Elder A got transferred in November, but I think Elder B’s got a new #1 fan, haha. And I want her to meet them to, so she can see that we’re not freaks, so I just have to find a way to introduce her to them, especially Elder B because I’ve known him the longest and out of all the missionaries who’re in town right now he’s by far the coolest, and I know that she’s gonna adore him, haha.
Guess who just found this picture of me, Linda and the beloved missionary couple who recently were done with their mission and went back to their home in Utah. Even though their “replacements” are doing an awesome job, I really miss them a lot, but they promised me and Linda to let us bother them for a week or two during our trip to the States in 2013, which made it a lot easier to say goodbye. I hope they don’t change their minds about that though, but either way I’m going to come knocking on their door. Whether they like it or not lol
Why I love missionaries.
ahahhaha, oh gosh. This is funny.
I think ours should do something like this, ahah, if they haven’t already
While searching for a new background for my laptop, this came up :) and I put just about every tag I could think of to get people to see this. Hahaha
I want this
I so need this in my life
For those of you who have been actually reading my posts know that one of my two missionaries left for about two months ago when his mission was over. Tomorrow the other one is getting transported to somewhere up north. So since we’re all gonna miss him tons, Linda, Agnete and I wrote him a letter and went gift shopping after school today. Linda and Agnete’s letters were all cute and funny, while mine was just lame and overdramatic, but I hope he’s gonna appreciate it anyway. It’s the thought that counts, right? Looked like he liked the gift though, we gave him this t-shirt with some quotes from his texts, haha. We really are too sweet!
We had this last “meeting” with him there today, and I really had to try my best not to burst out in tears. But then they insisted that I held the closing prayer, and I was like “nooo I’m gonna cry!” but I gave it a shot anyway and all of a sudden I had the Nile coming out of my eyes! “Dear … Dear .. Dear Go-hohohohohooodddddhhh …. ” and then I had to stop for like a billion years just to catch some breath before I continued, “Thank you … for the opportunity we had ….. tooohohoohohohohoho ….. *gaaasp* …. *le cry* …. meet here today …. and thank you for letting us get to know Elder Craft he has ….. everthing … *gasp for air* that he has done … has meant a lot to us …. and I hope … buhuhuhuhu …. *wipe away the Nile* ….. he never forgets us …. *5 minutes of gasping for air* … and I say this in the name of Jesuhuhuhuhuhuhhus Christ. Amen.“
Gah, I hate crying in front of people! I always get so emotional when people are leaving and roads split. But then he started getting kinda emotional too, like “I’m gonna miss you guys and I’m so grateful for the chance I had to get to know you,” and I was like “don’t say that, I’m gonna start crying again!”, and then one of the Sisters, who’s also leaving tomorrow, came in like “I love you guys!“
I hate crying. But every time some of us do they bring us cake or ice cream and tissues, haha aw. They’re too nice.
UGH I’M GONNA MISS HIM! Good thing he’s coming back for a missionary conference thingy next month, so this is not the last time we meet, but still … And he’s going home to the States in December so …
