Okay, so I guess I forgot to mention stuff about my comp. Elder Timothy Joseph Mitchell is from Anchorage, Alaska. He's 21 and been out one transfer longer than I have (17 months thus far). He has two older brothers and one younger brother. He likes to play games with me. He talks in his sleep. We debate a lot about super powers, comic books, music, and video games a lot (mostly when we're walking around trying to kill time). And he's a pessimist. But that's okay cause most missionaries are so I'm used to it.
As far as the work goes, it's slow. Mornings and afternoons are dead times since no one is home and evenings are booked. It's hard to meet with members as well. Everyone is just... gone.
In other news, my companion and I are now exercising! We're doing the P90X with a member who lives around the block from us. I keep finding all these families who like to take us in as their own. Anyways, this is what we (missionaries) like to call "Six weeks til sexy." Usually, this routine is reserved for those on their last transfer and don't want to go home fat. Unfortunately, I have a long ways to go and plenty of time to get fat again. I'm only 7 pounds past my MBI (Mass Body Index) count. So... hopefully I'll get into habit and keep going the rest of my mission. Yeah right...
I'll be giving a talk these next two Sundays. I love talking cause I have a sexy voice. Plus I'm partially funny. So it'll go well. I'll give the talk that I always give and it'll never get old cause every time I read it, the Spirit hits hard. It's too bad the members seem to be hard of hearing (hint hint).
Got a letter from my mom. Included was a letter from sisters in my home ward. I want to say thanks (even though it's hard for me to read some handwriting). I shoulda learned that edjimacation back when I was doin that skoolin. I really appreciate it. I've even got responses from people I don't even know! Woo Hoo! Popularity increase! My Charisma score is now one billion.
Other than that, things are going good. I'm sore. I'm tired. My companion is cranky. I'm hungry. And the gospel is still true.
"It has to get worse before it gets better"
"How can you tell when you're doing what's right? When life sucks"
"Out of every winner, there are a dozen losers. Odds are you're one of them"
"Statistically speaking, you'll miss 99% of the shots you make and 100% of the shots you don't"
Hope these cheer ya up.
Elder Garcia
P.S. I was looking at my skin the other day when it was really hot and I just noticed that I have yellow pigmentation. This whole time I thought I was just a White Philippine. But now I can't see myself other than a Yellow Asian.
Oh yeah, last Sunday a couple other missionaries and I got to sing our Mission Alma Mater "Up, Awake Ye Defenders of Zion" for President Monson. He booked it though before any of us could get off the stand.
As far as the work goes, it's slow. Mornings and afternoons are dead times since no one is home and evenings are booked. It's hard to meet with members as well. Everyone is just... gone.
In other news, my companion and I are now exercising! We're doing the P90X with a member who lives around the block from us. I keep finding all these families who like to take us in as their own. Anyways, this is what we (missionaries) like to call "Six weeks til sexy." Usually, this routine is reserved for those on their last transfer and don't want to go home fat. Unfortunately, I have a long ways to go and plenty of time to get fat again. I'm only 7 pounds past my MBI (Mass Body Index) count. So... hopefully I'll get into habit and keep going the rest of my mission. Yeah right...
I'll be giving a talk these next two Sundays. I love talking cause I have a sexy voice. Plus I'm partially funny. So it'll go well. I'll give the talk that I always give and it'll never get old cause every time I read it, the Spirit hits hard. It's too bad the members seem to be hard of hearing (hint hint).
Got a letter from my mom. Included was a letter from sisters in my home ward. I want to say thanks (even though it's hard for me to read some handwriting). I shoulda learned that edjimacation back when I was doin that skoolin. I really appreciate it. I've even got responses from people I don't even know! Woo Hoo! Popularity increase! My Charisma score is now one billion.
Other than that, things are going good. I'm sore. I'm tired. My companion is cranky. I'm hungry. And the gospel is still true.
"It has to get worse before it gets better"
"How can you tell when you're doing what's right? When life sucks"
"Out of every winner, there are a dozen losers. Odds are you're one of them"
"Statistically speaking, you'll miss 99% of the shots you make and 100% of the shots you don't"
Hope these cheer ya up.
Elder Garcia
P.S. I was looking at my skin the other day when it was really hot and I just noticed that I have yellow pigmentation. This whole time I thought I was just a White Philippine. But now I can't see myself other than a Yellow Asian.
Oh yeah, last Sunday a couple other missionaries and I got to sing our Mission Alma Mater "Up, Awake Ye Defenders of Zion" for President Monson. He booked it though before any of us could get off the stand.
Alex Boye & The Pruess FamilyThe third daughter (standing next to me)
looks like Star Manning from One Life to Live
Elder Keim & Elder Mitchell
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