Sunday nights: I set my alarm to 6:20, wake up to country music at 6:20 and than hit snooze five times until I actually get out of bed at 7:00 am. Than I get dressed, have breakfast, do hair and makeup and fix a lunch. at 8:00 I ride my blue bike to the institute building and sit there reading until class starts at 8:30 ( I leave early so I don't have to eat breakfast with lad... awkward.) I saver the hour of institute until I must go do math homework for an hour before math class actually starts at 10:30.
After class, I race to the science building up the stairs to the top floor and get up there feeling ready because of the moment of good exercise. I start working in the stock room 5 minutes early. I wash and organize, and that's all...
I race to work every morning so I can leave a bit early not feeling guilty about doing so. I leave early to get to my next job. This is the job I didn't want to get payed for. I wanted something that made me serve more, but that was also something that took up a lot of my time, so this was perfect. The women paying me won't accept me to do that, so I decided what ever I get payed, will ONLY go into my mission fund (since the announcement for missionary women :)
So, this job involves senior service and helping around the house once in a while. The old lady is named Enid. She is like one of those grandmas who will invite stray cats in for some ice-scream. She is losing her memory very rapidly and gets very ancy, so she goes for walks a lot of the time. I've played three hours for her on my cello. She always tears up when I play the hymns, so I play the hymns...
I get to her house around 1:40 and leave at 3:30. Then I go back to Kari's and do what ever until I feel I should go back to the college and study until about 7:30 or 8:00 pm. I get home and than consumes Kari's DELICIOUS meal until my headache goes away from not eating so long. That happens a lot and it seems I am getting more used to it (good, or bad?)
Than after I eat, I ether call my mom or watch cop shows with Kari at 9:00... I usually watch with Kari...
:)
When I go to bet, I set my alarm for 6:00 instead, say my prayers, read my scriptures, read some more of my book where I left off from institute and than lay in bed until I finally fall asleep at about 11:45 or 12:00.
I think I don't sleep well because of the pressure, or maybe because I'm afraid and I need a little hobbit for courage. naa, that can't be it. Look at the picture above. I was gone for three months and I was on the other side of the world. On the plane home, I watched the land go by thinking "If I am only in my country with people who can speak English, there's nothing I can't do because I could do it without those advantages even out of my country. When I struggle, I usually think of what I felt than on that plane. That moment when I felt so grown up and strong was what I look back on for strength now, but I still miss my family, and I don't think that's abnormal.
My schedule is very similar each day. It is a very tight calendar with only four classes and two jobs, but I've made it so far... so bring it on conspiracies...
zia jian
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