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Now I might not be able to go after all. The consecrated STILL haven't told me when I have to go, and it will probably be sometime around the 18th or 19th. So it's very possible that we won't be able to afford my plane trip. And my parents are also generally turned off by the fact that it's taken so long to get this info, so they're worried about things like me actually getting picked up at the airport. And honestly, they have a point. The consecrated are wonderful ladies, but they can't always be counted on to show up, show up on time, show up with the things we need, etc. I think it's partly because they're so young. You have women just out of high school, barely more than girls, and they are moving from a completely sheltered life to one where they are single-handedly responsible for planning conventions and taking care of other people's daughters for weeks at a time. I admire that they do all that, and make that decision so young. But I think they take on too much sometimes. I'm sure their superiors tell them to to challenge them and help them give as much as possible, but there are times when they just run out of time. They try, but things that need to get done don't get done.
You know, I
...I was about to claim that I don't really obsess about Mexico as much as I write about it in my journal, but then I stopped because that would be a LIE. I spend my life eating, sleeping, being excited about Mexico, and worrying about Mexico.
I NEED school. My mind is melting.
You know, I
...I was about to claim that I don't really obsess about Mexico as much as I write about it in my journal, but then I stopped because that would be a LIE. I spend my life eating, sleeping, being excited about Mexico, and worrying about Mexico.
I NEED school. My mind is melting.