Another day, another destiny. This never ending road to Sweden (calvary). So missing Les Mis right now. And phantom. and Wicked. Sometimes while sisters are taking showers they'll start singing and then all these other girls taking showers are so talented and start singing with them and I swear they should record an album because they are so good. They sometimes sing musical songs and I love it.
Okayyy, what happened this week. Last Wednesday a little over 600 missionaries entered the MTC. It was insane. There were so many people with little orange dots on their nametags. I've seen Brindi Peterson a few times. It's so nice to see a familiar face! And then a couple days ago at dinner this sister was like, "Hey! Sister May right?" and I was like what. who are you. Turns out it was Katie Ditton and she says hi, E.
Can you believe that I've already been here a month. Me neither. It's actually crazy. Last week the Icelandic elders and Sister Ogaard (Denmark) got their travel plans and you have never seen so many people so excited. All of us Swedish missionaries were like, can we hold them?? We were all ooohing and ahhhing over their departure dates and times. This week we should get ours though! Probably on Friday or Saturday! We're all just praying that the ending destination is actually Sweden and not North Dakota or something.
We started teaching the other Swedish class this past week. So we have a third investigator. Syster Davis and I teach the other sisters. Syster Hall just observes and Syster Campbell is the investigator. Well, pretending to be someone else. And then they teach me. We alternate days of teaching and investigating. It's so fun to be on the other end of the teaching and also to do it with other missionaries. Also it's occasionally a mess. Haha when Syster Hall and Campbell taught me a couple days ago they were teaching me how to pray. They showed me, in a little pamphlet thing, the steps to prayer and had me read them out loud. The last step is, "when you are finished, close "in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen." so I read it and then Syster Hall was like, "Amen." Just out of instinct. It was all we could do not to burst out laughing.
Also, turns out I am in the midst of real life fame here. can I handle it? Not really. Äldste Nielsen is in the Restoration movie. We watched it on Sunday and wow he is an actual movie star. He said he got paid like $200 and just went and bought a DS right after. (He was a child). So we had a good convo about Animal Crossing (the best DS game in case you were wondering). I always remember playing that with Ethan but I was so bad at catching good fish.
We had TRC again on Thursday, the 2 old ladies were there again and we talked to them afterwards. They said that they're so excited for us to get to Sweden for Christmas because it's the best time of the year and they celebrate all month long and everyone is so nice. They made it sound like actual paradise.
Yesterday, I once again subjected myself to choir. Do not ask me why. We didn't go on Sunday so everyone had practiced and we just had absolutely no clue what was happening. We sat with the sopranos again. MISTAKE. I've only heard notes sung so high by Christine in Phantom of the Opera. We sang a version of Precious Savior, Dear Redeemer. Super super pretty but like, holy cow, I mouthed 80% of it. Good thing I thought of the mouthing technique because afterwards some other elders going to Sweden told me that me and Syster Davis were on the TV screen like 4 times. If I hadn't thought of just mouthing I would have just looked like a mute in front of the whole MTC. Count your blessings amirite.
Today at the temple I saw Bishop Sybrowsky!! My freshman ward bishop at BYU. I've never been so happy. He said that he was going to tell Gabi and get your number from her, mom, because he wanted to call you.
Thanksgiving is tomorrow and a lot of you have told me that you hope I get a great Thanksgiving meal. I hate to break it to you, but we have this whole different schedule for tomorrow and after a quick lunch we actually have time set apart to, "make sack dinners." That's a first...a sack dinner for Thanksgiving. Praise the pilgrims. Praise the Indians. Praise the MTC. We're hoping for a real Thanksgiving dinner on Friday.
We're making sack dinners though because we have a service project in the cafeteria all day. cool. Also, tomorrow morning is the apostle speaker for our devotional. Our district is already planning our speedy breakfast so we can go wait in line for good seats. It's practically a sporting event. The ROC line MTC style.
Sundays are actually so odd here. Because we go to our classrooms in the morning and study, then have lunch until like 12:20, then immediately go to church, which is just in our classrooms. Our sacrament meeting is our last meeting and absolutely nobody stays and lingers around like in normal wards because we have our temple walk right after. You've never seen people exit a chapel so fast.
On Sunday, before the devotional, me, Syster Davis, Syster Hall, and Syster Campbell went back to our residence for like 20 minutes. We all changed into like tights and basketball shorts. But Syster Campbell just had on spandex over her basketball shorts. Sys Hall came into our room and then a few minutes later Sys campbell came in and was like, "Do you have a key? We're locked out of our room." haha they had to borrow my clothes and shoes so they could go get a key from Sister Ogaard in choir practice.
Also, Sister Johnson (Karlie) left yesterday and the night before she left was so sad. One of my hardest goodbyes. She's going to be so wonderful in Florida!
Har en bra vecka! Jag gillar och sacknar ni. Lycklig Tacksägelsedagen! Eat some mashed potatoes for me.
Kärlek,
Syster May
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| With Elder Nielson. Tic Tac Toe? |
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| Eating some of the MTC food that she loves (not) |
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| Systers Hall and Campbell in Syster May's clothes. (Mom, Syster Hall absolutely loves those shoes and had her mom buy her some and send them to Sweden. They are actually pillows for your feet.) |
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| Me and Karl on her last night. |
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