Okay everyone, as of the moment when I finish this sentence, I'll have 5 weeks, 9 hours, and 33 minutes left. Not much to say except Satan still hates me. So here's the long for the week.
Michael Buble - Home
Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm
May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that
Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
'Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me
Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home
5 WEEKS!!!
Peace out
Elder Garcia
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
1 Mar 11 - 8 Mar 11
Hey everyone! I have 42 days and 9 hours left till I'll be done with the mission! Yay! So, since I have nothing else to say, I'll just post my going home song.
I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.
So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong, And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.
T! R! U! N! K! Y! I'm trunky! Yeah! Yeah! I'm trunky!
Work is good. Elder Johnson and me are staying in Grantsville together. I'm also a lvl 7 druid.
Peace
Elder Garcia
I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.
So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong, And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.
T! R! U! N! K! Y! I'm trunky! Yeah! Yeah! I'm trunky!
Work is good. Elder Johnson and me are staying in Grantsville together. I'm also a lvl 7 druid.
Peace
Elder Garcia
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
23 Feb 11 - 1 Mar 11
Just to let everyone know, from this moment I have 49 days left. Or more accurately, from the exact moment that I write this, I have 7 weeks, 0 days, 9 hours, 36 minutes, and 35 seconds. I was talking to Elder Johnson once about an Elder in our zone that came out with him. He said the ZL's don't like him. I asked him why. He said that he was trunky. I told him that I'm trunky as well (and for good reasons. This missionary has six months left). Elder Johnson told me that the difference between that Elder and me was that I still work. I didn't get that. Can you be trunky and still be effective? The answer is no. So... what am I?
Anyways, things are going good for me.
Later.
Anyways, things are going good for me.
Later.
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