Okie Dokie!
Well, I've made a commitment to myself to write in my journal at least once a week. We'll see how long that lasts. ;D
Family has been here for 3 weeks, because Andrew was going on a mission! He went into the Missionary Training Centre on July 22nd. He's going to Paraguay. It's been great, because he and I were able to practice our Spanish on each other (although how could the other one tell if the one was saying something wrong? XD) and read the Libro de Mormon together. Parting was a little sad, but I'm excited for him and know he's doing a blessed work. Having family here was waaay fun, but also waaay hectic (imagine 5 adults living in the house, all with different plans, add in the 4 children--all under 3, and 3 of them boys-- and add in my family (6 more people) who were over here most of the time. LOTS of chaos. It's nice to be back to a more relaxed schedule, but I must admit I miss walking into the kitchen each morning and being heralded by a little boy with an angelic voice who is so glad I'm there. I also miss having a child to pick up and make funny faces at, and having them make funny faces back.
Anyway, this week my work in Spanish paid off. My teacher praised me highly, saying that I had made leaps and bounds of improvement, and that I could conceivably talk to a native speaker for a while at the point I was at. He also said that my work tutoring a girl in my class had made a significant difference, and thanked me. I like knowing that I can do good for others.
I've been working overtime at work because I want a new phone. So tiring! But I've got to be able to pay for what I want. I'm already worried that when I get out into the "real world" I'll forget my payments on things, because my memory is so bad. Seriously, I think it gets worse every day! At least 100 times a day, I put something down and then end up wandering through the shop/house/store wondering where the heck I put that. I think the object elves are out to get me. I forget names, dates, important assignments...A customer will tell me whether or not they want a receipt, and a second later I'll have forgotten whether they wanted it or not. Fantastic. I did use the time at work to get some things done, though. I made a Deseret Alphabet triple combination, two mini Preach my Gospels (English and Spanish), and a Spanish Himnos. They look pretty cool!
On Thursday I had another "OMGosh I'm getting old" moment as I went to another of my friends' wedding receptions. I feel like an old maid, LOL! Silly, huh? Mommy, C, J and I went to a cooking class and had some FANTASTIC fried rice. Then we had big drama because there was a show on tv (one of the many makeover shows) where a mom wanted her gothy daughter to get a makeover, the daughter was resisting...big arguments ensue, with cameras there to catch every minute. And the conversation started to sound disturbingly familiar, with the daughter saying: "I'm an adult, I can wear what I want," "This is me, you just don't like me," "I don't care if people stare," and other such stuff I've said to my mom when we discuss loli. My mom was looking at me significantly the whole time. I'm sorry, but I saw quite a few differences between me and that girl, ok? 1) My standards are set HIGHER than the norm of society. Hers are set lower. 2) She refused to "give up her individuality" for even a minute to go out with her mom, making her mom feel uncomfy with her. I, on the other hand, realized that I care about my family's comfort more than I do about wearing what I want every second. I mean, isn't that what love is, caring about the other person more? 3) Okay, religion alert. I've prayed about this issue. I asked Heavenly Father to let me know if this style was a problem, and I don't feel it is. If, in the future, this changes...then I'll change too. I know I won't be able to wear loli on my mission, and I'm fine with that. I'll still be me no matter what I wear. Anyway, Mommy and I talked. Turns out she's still upset about that play "I" wrote (my class group wrote it together) about a girl whose friends and family try to change her and make her miserable. She thinks our relationship is deteriorating. In other words, to her, "I would like to consider your advice and then make MY OWN decisions"="I HATE U AND NEVR WANT 2 C U AGAIN UR STOOPID!" I reassured her that I hadn't meant to embarass her with the play and that our relationship was fantastic. It's true. I love her so much, and I love to spend time with her. It's just that we're both strong-willed and opinionated. So when our opinions don't happen to agree...explosions tend to occur. It happens. But at least for me, it usually blows over pretty quickly. Anyway, so yeah. Much drama that night.
Now some sort of sad news. Our neighbors were driving home last night, and they got in an accident. They have, like, 8 kids, the youngest girl is younger than 5. Apparently they got in a big pileup. Miraculously, most of the kids just needed some stitches, and the mom and dad were okay. But the littlest girl was on the side of the car hit the worst. She's in critical condition, and lost her pinky and some of her left hand. They think they might be able to reattach things. Grandma and I have been helping as much as we can, but I'm not sure how much we can to. Prayers would be appreciated.
LunaSapphire is going really nicely, despite the break to figure things out. I got a new ning site and am playing around with it, having SO much fun interacting with other people!
Anyway, that's me! See ya!
Family has been here for 3 weeks, because Andrew was going on a mission! He went into the Missionary Training Centre on July 22nd. He's going to Paraguay. It's been great, because he and I were able to practice our Spanish on each other (although how could the other one tell if the one was saying something wrong? XD) and read the Libro de Mormon together. Parting was a little sad, but I'm excited for him and know he's doing a blessed work. Having family here was waaay fun, but also waaay hectic (imagine 5 adults living in the house, all with different plans, add in the 4 children--all under 3, and 3 of them boys-- and add in my family (6 more people) who were over here most of the time. LOTS of chaos. It's nice to be back to a more relaxed schedule, but I must admit I miss walking into the kitchen each morning and being heralded by a little boy with an angelic voice who is so glad I'm there. I also miss having a child to pick up and make funny faces at, and having them make funny faces back.
Anyway, this week my work in Spanish paid off. My teacher praised me highly, saying that I had made leaps and bounds of improvement, and that I could conceivably talk to a native speaker for a while at the point I was at. He also said that my work tutoring a girl in my class had made a significant difference, and thanked me. I like knowing that I can do good for others.
I've been working overtime at work because I want a new phone. So tiring! But I've got to be able to pay for what I want. I'm already worried that when I get out into the "real world" I'll forget my payments on things, because my memory is so bad. Seriously, I think it gets worse every day! At least 100 times a day, I put something down and then end up wandering through the shop/house/store wondering where the heck I put that. I think the object elves are out to get me. I forget names, dates, important assignments...A customer will tell me whether or not they want a receipt, and a second later I'll have forgotten whether they wanted it or not. Fantastic. I did use the time at work to get some things done, though. I made a Deseret Alphabet triple combination, two mini Preach my Gospels (English and Spanish), and a Spanish Himnos. They look pretty cool!
On Thursday I had another "OMGosh I'm getting old" moment as I went to another of my friends' wedding receptions. I feel like an old maid, LOL! Silly, huh? Mommy, C, J and I went to a cooking class and had some FANTASTIC fried rice. Then we had big drama because there was a show on tv (one of the many makeover shows) where a mom wanted her gothy daughter to get a makeover, the daughter was resisting...big arguments ensue, with cameras there to catch every minute. And the conversation started to sound disturbingly familiar, with the daughter saying: "I'm an adult, I can wear what I want," "This is me, you just don't like me," "I don't care if people stare," and other such stuff I've said to my mom when we discuss loli. My mom was looking at me significantly the whole time. I'm sorry, but I saw quite a few differences between me and that girl, ok? 1) My standards are set HIGHER than the norm of society. Hers are set lower. 2) She refused to "give up her individuality" for even a minute to go out with her mom, making her mom feel uncomfy with her. I, on the other hand, realized that I care about my family's comfort more than I do about wearing what I want every second. I mean, isn't that what love is, caring about the other person more? 3) Okay, religion alert. I've prayed about this issue. I asked Heavenly Father to let me know if this style was a problem, and I don't feel it is. If, in the future, this changes...then I'll change too. I know I won't be able to wear loli on my mission, and I'm fine with that. I'll still be me no matter what I wear. Anyway, Mommy and I talked. Turns out she's still upset about that play "I" wrote (my class group wrote it together) about a girl whose friends and family try to change her and make her miserable. She thinks our relationship is deteriorating. In other words, to her, "I would like to consider your advice and then make MY OWN decisions"="I HATE U AND NEVR WANT 2 C U AGAIN UR STOOPID!" I reassured her that I hadn't meant to embarass her with the play and that our relationship was fantastic. It's true. I love her so much, and I love to spend time with her. It's just that we're both strong-willed and opinionated. So when our opinions don't happen to agree...explosions tend to occur. It happens. But at least for me, it usually blows over pretty quickly. Anyway, so yeah. Much drama that night.
Now some sort of sad news. Our neighbors were driving home last night, and they got in an accident. They have, like, 8 kids, the youngest girl is younger than 5. Apparently they got in a big pileup. Miraculously, most of the kids just needed some stitches, and the mom and dad were okay. But the littlest girl was on the side of the car hit the worst. She's in critical condition, and lost her pinky and some of her left hand. They think they might be able to reattach things. Grandma and I have been helping as much as we can, but I'm not sure how much we can to. Prayers would be appreciated.
LunaSapphire is going really nicely, despite the break to figure things out. I got a new ning site and am playing around with it, having SO much fun interacting with other people!
Anyway, that's me! See ya!