Journal

So, today was an easy day at the office, I had time to read a lot (all) of my MFHD homework for tomorrow, I’ll be finishing some more reading that was due last week tomorrow. I’m always behind but the class is super-interesting and pretty easy. I’m really glad that I have my teacher, and all my teachers for that matter. I enjoy all my classes. I learned today by reading the “QuickTopic” blog thingy of the Brown family that Courtney Moore (my cousin [Melissa’s youngest]) had her tonsils out just before Thanksgiving. Also that my aunt Stacy (Doug’s most recent wife [they’ve been married about a year and a half]) has been pretty sick. I think though that the chemotherapy is working for Darrell’s wife Debbie. That’s good news. Also, Andy, Jeanne’s husband had his second hip replaced and his legs are looking about the same length. I am blessed so much to be in the family that I am in. God knows what he is doing. I also was blessed to meet some pretty amazing people in the Church. I got a letter from Paul Jones who baptized me in 2003. I’m going to write him soon (when I get the chance). I also took some time to write a letter to the Mercado family in Paso de Oro, San Lorenzo. They have been awesome. I’m thinking about sending a letter to a few other converts and friends too. That’s one thing that I wish the South American’s had more of, email. There is some give and take here; you can go to South America and have tons of converts that you can’t really communicate with, or you can go to the States, Europe or Asia and be able to keep in touch with the very few or no converts that you have. Well, I know that the Lord blesses me every day with something and usually more. Today I feel like I’ve gained a greater love for my Paraguayan friends. Paz.

Kicked Out

The Army of the United States is TAVY!!! They let me in and got my hopes up to pay for all my school and cool stuff, then they go and take it all away...haha jokes on them because I'm not giving back my backpack, shirt, or the 1000 dollars that my brother got for me signing up.
Really I was having second thoughts after having already signed up and sworn in but that didn't matter to them. They told me that it was going to be hard to get out now, if not impossible. With that, I resolved myself to just go with the flow and be an Army dude, you know, take what they would give me and get serve as if I really wanted to. Three days later they call me up and say, "The medical consult came back and we're not going to let you serve in the Army."
The only real drawback now is that I have to find some other way to pay off my school. I've been offered one of those jobs going door to door selling pest control contracts but I'm not too keen on that position. I'd rather just get certified as a CNA or EMT and do some work with a hospital or ambulance so that I have more experience with the field that I want to enter: nursing.
All's well that ends well, or in other words, God has a better plan for me than the Army. I'm sure that I would have missed out on something much better if I had gone. I love how He always takes care of me like that. Even when I'm not being my best...it's a help for me to do better also.

Life, the Universe, and Everything

So I'm still just living here in Salt Lake City. My aunt and uncle are great, they let me stay and eat for free while I'm here. I almost feel bad about it, but I'll be out of their hair in Dec/Jan. My family is very fun and cool and although I don't talk to them much, I hope they know that I love them.
I'm also working here in SLC. I got a job a week ago working for one of the counselors in my bishopric. He was very generous in offering me a position and I'm very grateful because before that, I was working at a bakery. The Lion House Bakery. It was fun and I enjoyed the people I worked with but as you may know, bakeries open very early in the morning to start producing things for the day. I was having to go in at about 3-5 each morning, which meant that I had to wake up at 2-4 in order to shower and ride my bike to work. I wasn't going to make lots of trips back and forth over 32-33 blocks. I worked till noon each day and then Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays I went to class at night. One thing had to go: school or work. School (though it is evil) is necesary and I am still attending class at the extension center of BYU at the Triad Center in downtown Salt Lake. Work had to go. So I started at the bakery on a friday and the next friday was my last day.
Interesting thing--as I worked at the bakery, I met someone very cool. Her name is Kim. She had been working for a while and on my first day I said, "Hi." That was about the extent of our conversations for a bit. Then, on the last day I was going to work, we spoke for about an hour during our tasks. When she was ready to go home, she came back and said goodbye, which gave me the courage to ask for her number. The next Friday I took her out. (this was last Friday). And we've been together a lot since then. I really am grateful that she came back and said goodbye, I'm grateful that I've gotten to know her because she is a great person and an awesome friend. I really can recognize the blessings that God gives me every day and I try to write them in my journal each night.
I've also joined the Army Reserves. I'm excited about all these things and hope that my service won't interfere too much with my life. I know that it is just the reserves, but the prospect of maybe one day going to war is somewhat frightening.
Well, I'm falling asleep at the computer so I'll end with that..Tanks for readinng!

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