So home teachers are great right? I mean they come over, they share the word with you, they ask if they can do anything for you where usually the answer is no. What would 2 guys (1 in the case for today) be able to do for you, that 5 guys couldn't handle? Well let me setup the scenario.
Last night, well yesterday, Mike bought a bunch of new toys. A PS3, a new surround sound system, and the game Rock Band. So needless to say, we played it basically from 7:30ish until about 1 am....straight. Sure we took breaks and stuff, but it was pretty constant. Rock Band tires you out. Plus, me personally, i was up til almost 3 am watching an addiction...no nothing bad! Get your mind out of the gutter! Grey's Anatomy is my newest addiction. April Dansie let me borrow the first season, rather her mother did, but that's where it started. I downloaded a torrent of the second season, and the 3rd just finished downloading...so i've been pretty much completely addicted to it.
As my last episode for the night was finishing, Mike pushes open my door and was like "what are you still doing up, why didn't you come out to the hot tub?" So Mike was also up til 3....and Eric was up late too because he's sick. Ace is sick also, therefor making him a candidate for not getting up early.
I was awoken at about 10:30 by my wonderful new friend Janae. She decided to fall asleep on me last night, and sent me a text, responding to the one i sent her last night. But hey i can't say i haven't done that to anyone, just not her....although i'm sure it will happen eventually :) Ok actually, my alarm woke me up, but i always check my phone when i first wake up to see...if by chance anyone has tried to contact me. Pathetic i know :) So after awhile, i leave my room to go to the bathroom. As i'm walking out of the bathroom, i hear the doorbell ring. I couldn't fathom who would be coming over on a sunday morning, since basically no one we really know rings the doorbell...most people just walk in. I go out to the front room, and find Mike M. sleeping on the couch (his brother has been in town) sitting up, wondering as i was who in tarnation is ringing the doorbell at this hour (yeah i know it's like 11, but hey we have a right to sleep in!). I open the door, and our home teacher is standing there...kind of awkwardly. I think the minute, the second, the instant i opened the door, and had the look on my face of *wow...the home teacher is here, and everyone is still asleep, my hair is all messy, and he DIDN'T CALL!* He knew he was in trouble. WHO DOES THAT!! I mean if he HAD called, i'm sure no one would have had any problem with it. But when 3 out of the 4 people he's home teaching are still asleep, 2 out of the 4 are sick, and he comes when both things are in effect....it's his own fault. He shared a lesson with us, but needless to say...there wasn't much participation. I read a section he asked me too, Ace read something, but when he asked us to participate with opinions or whatever...no one really had any motivation to do it. Now i can't blame the kid for fulfilling his responsibility. In fact, i really think it's awesome that he took care of it, although it was a touch inconvenient for us, but hey the Gospel isn't always convenient right?
That's my story about our Sunday morning wake up call. The ironic thing is, the kid is actually kind of a little on the weird side. Not in a bad way, more in a fuanny way, so i'd almost expect this kind of thing out of him. Well time to get ready for church and the day for that matter....at the crack of noon....
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Changing Gears,
The jeep was rolling along the dusty, rocky, terrain with no problems at all. The sun was shining, a cloud here and there drifted by lazily casting small shadows over the land. The jeep drifted along, changing gears all the while. It came to a steep hill, the driver shifted to first and crawled up the hill. The young lad in the back seat was wondering how something could change gears. If it was stuck, wouldn't it be impossible to get out? He was also thinking of the clouds and the water that came from them. The streams, the rivers,the lakes, and the earth's many seas. Is this where the rain comes from? How do they all come together? Can the water in one river touch the water in the ocean? Is it the same water? Many questions like these often filled the mind of this mysteriously curious young one.
He hadn't undergone any training yet as he was a young boy, but despite his interest in the many questions that life brings, his deepest and most true desire was to understand the Human Body and how it worked. He would often be found with his nose in a book, or on the internet, or in a library reading about what he loved most. He often told those he would talk to that one day, he would grow up and be a doctor and help people live better and understand the amazing creation they were living in, the Human Body. Many other people in the great world also had these desires, something the young boy did not know.
The years went by and the boy grew up, passing through all the years of schooling, graduating from high school, falling in love, having his heart broken, learning new things every day as any normal person should. One day he decided he would go out and serve as a missionary, to help more people learn of the goodness of God and our savior Jesus Christ. He helped many people serving in the country of Bolivia, learning to love them and really change their lives. He really loved helping those people, and even more using the beautiful Spanish Language.
Que cosa mas bella que aprender una idioma tan buena como espanol? He truly loved speaking the language, and when it was time to come home he knew it would be a big part of his life from that point on.
When the now grown boy returned home, his family was very happy to see him. He let life slip by a bit before starting anything important like school or a job. Eventually though, like all people he set off to attend a University. The University he chose, and was gracefully accepted into, was a good one, one he was happy to be attending. He decided to go for his original dream and pursue a career in the medical field. He started taking classes to fulfill this path, and enjoyed them at first; however, this was not the case in the end. Some of the classes came extremely hard to him and he really did not know what to do. If i'm in this path, how can i change without feeling like i'm giving up? The clouds don't just give up and stop collecting water. The jeep didn't just stop at the hill and not go up it. Although, they both had to change something to do what they do best.
One day he was thinking really hard about the whole ordeal, just like how he used to think about our Mother Earth and her many wonders. Maybe i should try and work out a career speaking Spanish, the language i learned to love so very long ago. It would be just like the jeep's gears changing, the clouds collecting water and bringing new life to other parts of the world. That was it, his decision was made, he was changing paths. Although his love for the human body and medicine will always stay with him he knew that he would do better in this field and still be able to help people in other ways.
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He hadn't undergone any training yet as he was a young boy, but despite his interest in the many questions that life brings, his deepest and most true desire was to understand the Human Body and how it worked. He would often be found with his nose in a book, or on the internet, or in a library reading about what he loved most. He often told those he would talk to that one day, he would grow up and be a doctor and help people live better and understand the amazing creation they were living in, the Human Body. Many other people in the great world also had these desires, something the young boy did not know.
The years went by and the boy grew up, passing through all the years of schooling, graduating from high school, falling in love, having his heart broken, learning new things every day as any normal person should. One day he decided he would go out and serve as a missionary, to help more people learn of the goodness of God and our savior Jesus Christ. He helped many people serving in the country of Bolivia, learning to love them and really change their lives. He really loved helping those people, and even more using the beautiful Spanish Language.
Que cosa mas bella que aprender una idioma tan buena como espanol? He truly loved speaking the language, and when it was time to come home he knew it would be a big part of his life from that point on.
When the now grown boy returned home, his family was very happy to see him. He let life slip by a bit before starting anything important like school or a job. Eventually though, like all people he set off to attend a University. The University he chose, and was gracefully accepted into, was a good one, one he was happy to be attending. He decided to go for his original dream and pursue a career in the medical field. He started taking classes to fulfill this path, and enjoyed them at first; however, this was not the case in the end. Some of the classes came extremely hard to him and he really did not know what to do. If i'm in this path, how can i change without feeling like i'm giving up? The clouds don't just give up and stop collecting water. The jeep didn't just stop at the hill and not go up it. Although, they both had to change something to do what they do best.
One day he was thinking really hard about the whole ordeal, just like how he used to think about our Mother Earth and her many wonders. Maybe i should try and work out a career speaking Spanish, the language i learned to love so very long ago. It would be just like the jeep's gears changing, the clouds collecting water and bringing new life to other parts of the world. That was it, his decision was made, he was changing paths. Although his love for the human body and medicine will always stay with him he knew that he would do better in this field and still be able to help people in other ways.
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That's it my friends. I'm changing my major. I'm dropping my classes this semester, taking it off to figure things out. I know it might be weird or lame or maybe...almost bad...to drop this semester, but i really feel it's for the best. I know that i'm following guidance i've received. Just to let anyone know who does read this, prayer is real and I know the man upstairs wants me to change my major to Spanish Translation. Any comments or thoughts would be appreciated!!
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Florida Part 1
Ok. So i know it's been awhile...like 11 days since i wrote, but DEAL WITH IT! This'll be a longer post, with pictures and such. First off let me just put some pictures of basically one of the only days i took some pictures. I took a lot, but for some reason these ones stick out to me. This is the 29th, the first day we were there...at the beach:
This is us in the car. Well the 4 kids at least. Yes i was sporting a full goatee plus the stache....it got a lot longer, and more massive and i got sick of it when i got home so i shaved it off. Sorry kids.
Yeah these two were interesting. We went to this Italian restaurant, privately owned it seemed. Just a pizza/Italian food place. One of those that is the real deal and not part of a chain. Anyway, these two beauties were on the doors to the bathrooms. I couldn't resist.
So Austin. We've recently discovered he's a pretty funny kid. Ok i already knew that, but he actually looks pretty good sometimes in pictures. Kind of weird, but i like it.
See what i mean? He's just a good person to have in a picture, for whatever reason. He's a sexy beast!!!
One thing many people may or may not know about me is my one love that will never leave me. I have this thing for the ocean. I love it, i love taking pictures of it, i love being in it, i love scuba diving in it, i love eating food from it, I love it. Period. Plus this picture is pretty sweet if i don't say so myself.
I know this really has nothing to do with anything i've talked about so far, but it's a pretty sweet picture. My Dad once taught me STOP stands for Slowly Tap On Pedal. Just thought i'd share that advice with anyone who decides to read this.
I love my Mom. We are close and it's awesome. I took off the Bandanna...so i wouldn't get shot...who knows right?
This is us in the car. Well the 4 kids at least. Yes i was sporting a full goatee plus the stache....it got a lot longer, and more massive and i got sick of it when i got home so i shaved it off. Sorry kids.
Yeah these two were interesting. We went to this Italian restaurant, privately owned it seemed. Just a pizza/Italian food place. One of those that is the real deal and not part of a chain. Anyway, these two beauties were on the doors to the bathrooms. I couldn't resist.
So Austin. We've recently discovered he's a pretty funny kid. Ok i already knew that, but he actually looks pretty good sometimes in pictures. Kind of weird, but i like it.
See what i mean? He's just a good person to have in a picture, for whatever reason. He's a sexy beast!!!
One thing many people may or may not know about me is my one love that will never leave me. I have this thing for the ocean. I love it, i love taking pictures of it, i love being in it, i love scuba diving in it, i love eating food from it, I love it. Period. Plus this picture is pretty sweet if i don't say so myself.
I know this really has nothing to do with anything i've talked about so far, but it's a pretty sweet picture. My Dad once taught me STOP stands for Slowly Tap On Pedal. Just thought i'd share that advice with anyone who decides to read this.
I love my Mom. We are close and it's awesome. I took off the Bandanna...so i wouldn't get shot...who knows right?
Well i know this isn't the most informing post ever. But i like the pictures i put in it. I'm planning on doing New Years Eve from Disneyworld sometime soon....if i ever get my video camera back from my Dad, i'll put on the fireworks show. It was amazing!
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Piece Of Crap and a New Years Celebraion
Being sick sucks. Itchy nose, Itchy eyes, head spinning, nausea, weak body, pounding headache...well you get the drift. I'm really not sure much else can compare with being sick, but i have discovered something that is. Being on vacation IN FLORIDA, on vacation. I mean honestly, what is worse than being sick on vacation? Vacation is supposed to be a nice relaxing time, to rest and kick back, or go do something fun. Being in Florida, there is tons to do to keep your mind off whatever. But being sick, SUCKS! Luckily, it's bowl week and I've had the opportunity to watch football all day, one thing i basically never get to do. Even though i was in and out sleeping through most of the games, i have thouroughly enjoyed my day to myself doing nothing. My family even left me at the hotel cuz i was basically passed out when they were getting ready to go.
We went to Disney World yesterday, New Year's Eve, and it was basically the most people in one place i've ever seen in my life. But at 11:50 they had a fireworks show that made it all worth it. I'll try and put a video up so people can see how amazing it was. It did suck however trying to get out to get to our car. Disney World decided a long time ago, that they would make you park far away and have to take a tram or a boat across a lake to get to the Magic Kingdom. So 60,000 people trying to get on a boat (that held max 600 people) or a tram that held like probably half that, made for a pretty congested walk. Then to top it off, we basically got lost on the way back since the road in to Disney World apparently is not the same way out. But all in all it was a pretty wicked rad New Years eve. I'll post pics and stuff later.
We went to Disney World yesterday, New Year's Eve, and it was basically the most people in one place i've ever seen in my life. But at 11:50 they had a fireworks show that made it all worth it. I'll try and put a video up so people can see how amazing it was. It did suck however trying to get out to get to our car. Disney World decided a long time ago, that they would make you park far away and have to take a tram or a boat across a lake to get to the Magic Kingdom. So 60,000 people trying to get on a boat (that held max 600 people) or a tram that held like probably half that, made for a pretty congested walk. Then to top it off, we basically got lost on the way back since the road in to Disney World apparently is not the same way out. But all in all it was a pretty wicked rad New Years eve. I'll post pics and stuff later.
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