Hermana Oslunds MTC Address


Hermana Michael Ann Oslund
Spain Barcelona Mission
c/ Calatrava 10-12, bajos
Barcelona
08017 Barcelona
Spain

Thursday, February 9, 2012

February 9, 2012

HEY FAM! whats happening. i miss you all TONS. k here is my week at the mtc.

friday: I GOT TO GO INTO THE REAL WORLD. k so a bunch of hermanas left in my zona but one is having to stay behind for health reasons. she hurt her knee so she has to go to physical therapy. and guess who got to be her companion for this excursion? I DID. i got to leave. totes awesome. well it was fun until i realized how close the pt place was to where i lived last semester. like right there. i passed kneaders and little ceasers and it just felt weird not going to my apartment to hang out with lush, david and laura. bittersweet. i just couldn’t handle how close i was to everything but yet still so far. but at the physical therapy office i was just sitting there and this lady comes in that speaks spanish. so im just like what the heck why not practice my spanish with a native speaker? so i talked to her. IN SPANISH. it was freaking sweet. she was from peru and i learned all about her family and how long she has been here for and then i was asking her if she knew anything about the school david and lush are going to in a couple weeks. it was awesome. loved it.

saturday: k so this day was about to be the worst day of my life. some girl comes in from the beginning class and wants to try out the intermediate class cause her spanish i super good. so being the only girl in the class shes automatically my companion. there it was the moment that i thought i was receiving a legit companion and my only freedom that i have left was being taken from me unexpectedly. luckily she was only there for half the day before she decided that she wanted to stay in the beginning class with her own district. what i learned from this experience: i dont want to ever get a real companion. what are my chances of being a solo sister out in the field?

sunday: fast sunday. they legit dont feed you for two meals. plus you cant sleep through your hunger. you are sitting there all day long listening to talks and studying. im not gonna lie i indulged myself at dinner. i dont think ive ever eaten so much food in my life. best meal ever. k but one of the talks that day was sooo cool. it was on joseph smith and the speaker had a bunch of missionaries come up and recite the first vision in different languages. i just liked listening to the different languages. it was siiiiick.

monday: so getting to know hna. p. better (thats the sister i go to physical therapy with) is like the saddest thing ever. shes been here 10 weeks, 1 week longer than scheduled cause of health problems, and she has heard from her family three times. THREE TIMES. thats it. no emails or anything. and one of the times was an email telling her that they have been evicted. then she goes on to tell me that her sister is in the hospital cause shes been trying to kill herself and her dad cant work. the job she had before her mission was so her family could buy groceries. omg its like the saddest thing ever. and im sitting here i have no idea what to say when shes telling me this and i get multiple separate letters each week from each member of my family plus extended family plus all of my friends. seriously i dont know what i would do without you guys. well since that one girl didnt end up joining our district they have kinda changed my situation. which im STOKED about. instead of teaching with two elders one of the teachers teaches with me. her name is hna. lucero. and i love her. plus shes a native so i get to practice spanish with a native and shes already served a mission so she always has the best teaching tips. its like the best deal ever. still no comp and get to teach with a native rm. and i got my wart frozen off on monday. it has now proceeded to blister up into this huge thing. im going to rip it off tonight. im stoked to see what happens.

tuesday: so i made this new goal for myself. i think i told you about my new obsession with cereal and chocolate milk instead of regular milk (seriously ahhhhhh-mazing) so i was having a hard time motivating myself to speak spanish. so i have now made this daily goal. if i speak spanish the whole entire day then at dinner time i can reward myself with a bowl of cereal and chocolate milk at dinner time. and it starts over every day. and i finally did it. FINALLLLLY. tuesday i spoke spanish the whole entire day. greatest bowl of chocolate milk cereal ive ever had. we had a devotional tuesday night also. it was good. oh and funny story. so i was talking to one of the elders in the advance district hes from peru. he asked me where i was going and i said barcelona. then the conversation went into the lisp that spainiards speak with. and hes just laughing the whole time and i didnt understand what was funny. but apparently i was pronouncing words wrong and intead of talking about the lisp i was talking about breasts. so i had a conversation about boobs im spanish with a nineteen year old elder in the MTC. oopsies. my bad.

so that was my week. this morning i went to the temple wrote some letters and now im emailing you guys.

got to go.

miss you guys. LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!!! thanks for all the letters i got this week. you seriously are all AMAZING!

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