FRICK ORANGE JUICE

Hey, what up! 
This week has honestly flown by. Just the normal class work for the first couple of days.


On wednesday morning I got the chance to greet all the new missionaries. That was a really cool thing to do. Its fun being the old and mature missionaries on campus (Even tho my district has only been here one week.)


Still loving the bunk mates. Elder Macy hooked me up with a fire shirt from his surf company back home so that was cool he gave one to everyone so now we are all dripped out 


We took some photos with cute, sister 584. (a golf cart) After the cleaning guy got mad at us because he though we drove her around or something. Maybe we did maybe we didn't  his fault for leaving a fine lookin girl sitting around with the keys in sight.


Had my last classes on friday witch was weird. But exiting. Its only been 3 weeks but I'm ready to just pack up and bounce to Spokane. Still having fun times tho. 


One of my favorite times of the day is the 5 to 45 minuets of glory I get to enjoy in the restroom as I sit on my thrown. But the other morning I had a cup of the orange juice ignoring the warnings of "DON'T DRINK THE ORANGE JUICE" by the older missionarys. My 5 to 45 minuets has turned my heavenly restroom time to living hell. (Pardon my french) 


Thought I was going to be an english speaking missionary but turns out I get to learn a new language. Elder Leatham and I have been learning the language of Ong. Its been fun. 


Anyways God loves you all and I love you all. 


Heres that ^ in Ong 


(Anongwongayongsong Gongodong longovongesong yongou alonglong anongdong I longovonge yongou alonglong) 

 
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