But I get home from having a pretty good time aside from the fact that my best friend wasn't talking to me. And I have this totally awesome message from my sister. Pretty much saying, "Thanks for being a backstabber." EXCUSE ME?
For the record, I emailed him ONCE while he was on his mission becuase SHE wanted me to get to know him. It's not my fault that he emailed me back. And yes, he's home now and I still talk to him. So what?!! She's married now and she dumped him, not me. I'm not going to stop being friends with someone because they are an ex of someone I know. Friend, sister, mother, whoever! You broke up with him, not me! And your saying i'm being disrespectful? How dare you question my motives. I'm friends with him because he's friends with me. And i'm not going to kick him to the curb because you want me too. Sorry, that's just not how I roll.
And another thing, I recall her being friends with someone that she NEVER would have met, aside from going through my myspace list and adding whoever might have been the cutest. Do you think I appreciated that at all? NO! You have you own God-Damned friends leave mine alone!!!
So, by popular demand. I suppose I'll drop from the face of the earth. If someone happens to send a rescue sometime in the future, great. Until then?....Peace out homies.
I bore my testimony in church today. I needed that. During part I had said, "I don't know if i'm supposed to go on a mission or if that's what i'll end up doing." Creer's face was kinda funny when i said that. He freaked out. He was like, "what homie? since when? why?" When I finished what I was saying he felt better. haha.
I was challenged to get one more baptism before I leave...that's a little much! So we settled at a firm. We'll see what I can do. I know that if I pray for the chance and honestly strive to reach this goal that I will make it if it is God's will that it be so. I would love to have a firm before I leave. So would Elder Creer because that means he gets one more baptism before he goes home...haha. I'll share a baptism with him. I'm totally okay with that. Heck i've shared 'em with everyone else. I wouldn't want Creer to feel left out. haha.
Elder Creer was only actually in Stockton for 6 days, until someone in Sacramento got into a car accident and he was given clean-up duty and was Emergency Transferred (ET'd) out of here. Well those six days were awesome. We fed them dinner at The Creamery, and it was really good. We saw them at church and I think a few other times. Over all it was fun.
Well, when he was ET'd, President Huff promised him that he would be coming back to Stockton before he went home. This being his last transfer, we knew he would be here.
While my Mom was on the phone to Elder Stirland talking about Easter Baskets, I was lucky to find out that he was serving in the YSA ward as a ZL with Elder Malley. I wanted to do something cool for him to welcome him back to the area, and seeing as I had previously made a bunch of the Elders shirts....it just seemed like the perfect thing to do.
So Nik and I made the shirt, a poster, and a plan. Tonight being his first night back in Stockton, it was the perfect time for a welcoming committee. So we took the shirt, in a cute little gift bag; the poster, and some window chalk. We headed out at about 10:15 pm. This way we would be there at right about lights out at 10:30.
When we get there we scope the place out a bit. First we put the bag and the poster on the front porch. Then head around to the back to wait so that we could write on the window.
and waited. The effing mexican missionaries were still in their proselyting (pros) clothes. And one of them has been on the phone since we got there!
It is now 11:15. Elder Malley and Elder Creer had just barely gone to bed, and the other two had "bedtime" absolutely no where in any of their future plans. It was fricken unbelievable.
The really odd thing is that we weren't exactly being quiet. They didn't hear, see, or suspect a thing.
So we're fed up. We decided to screw the window chalk, we rang the doorbell, and booked it around the building. When we get to the back door again, NOBODY HAS ANSWERED THE DOOR YET!!!! The mexican mosy's on over and opens the door, still on the phone. He looks down at the bag, yells something back into the apt. then looks around outside a little bit. The jerk then proceeds to take the bag into the kitchen, leaving the door open. The bag is clearly marked for Elder Creer, he is not Elder Creer...BUT HE GOES THROUGH THE BAG ANYWAY!!!! After a few he goes back to the door and looks at the poster. Still on the phone, its now 11:34, he reads everything off to his special telephone friend. If they weren't the ZL's, let me tell you, I wouldn've called them to rat out the stupid phone hog!
He finally takes the poster off the door and takes it into the kitchen. Elder Malley and Creer are still in bed. After about 5 more minutes he closes the door. He goes into Nathan's bedroom to tell him what's going on. He comes back out and takes the bag and the poster into the bedroom.
Elder Creer is pretty lazy as he plainly showed us tonight, he barely sits up in his bed as he looks through the bag and reads the poster. A few minutes later and the lights are off, Elder Creer and his companion are back in bed. (separate beds mind you!) And the stupid mexican missionary, STILL in his pros, goes and lounges his butt on the couch while he chats on the phone...wayyyy past his bedtime.
I have to say i've had some pretty lame experiences with the missionaries. But this one trump's them all. Hate is a strong word...but i'm feeling it for the mexican missionaries right now! We'll see if I ever do anything for them, EVER again!
Then we've got all those other bills we have to pay for. Credit cards, phone, dental, medical, rent, etc. I don't have any medical insurance so my bills are 3 times what most others medical bills cost. Since my employer doesn't provide medical its probably worth it to get it myself but I can't afford that because i'm paying off my medical bills. Catch 22.
I don't get any funds or a reimbursement for moving for my work so I also have to come up with gas money to drive across 3 states.
Remember when you wanted to be an adult. How you thought it was so cool to be able to do anything you wanted. Well they didn't tell us that you have to pay out your ear for it. Thanks for the info parents.
Responsibility is not all its cracked up to be. Especially when, due to uncontrollable circumstances, you are thrown into it at the early age of 11. Cooking, cleaning, changing diapers on twins while making sure that the boy is entertained and the other 3 finish their homework and chores. All the while you have to go out of your way, for the safety of the family, to make sure your dad doesn't get pissed off. You have to take care of your mother who has cancer and can't do anything but lay in bed. AND, you have to get your own homework and chores finished.
If nothing else, it was quite a learning experience. It got me where I am today and i'm happy with that. And those experiences will stick with me my whole life. They will help me with a lot, the most important being...I don't want my children to go through the same things that I did at such an early age. I want them to be responsible but there are other ways of teaching them that responsibility.
I know my parents didn't do it on purpose. I'm not stupid things just happen. But now that i've been throught that, I know the things I need to do to avoid those situations...for the most part anyway. I mean I HOPE that I don't get cancer, but if it happens i'm sure my husband and I will be able to handle it. Being through it from my point of view, it may be easier for me to help my kids through it.
Over all, responsibility sucks! But we all get stuck with it...so make the most of it. And change your auto shop hours so that you're open AFTER people get out of work.
Yes, technically I've been an adult for the past 3 years but if you know anything about me and my family...let me just put it this way. My Mom will let me get away with acting like a child. But I can't do that anymore. That fact actually makes me really, happy!
I am going to miss my family, and my friends so much. But my favorite part of all of this is that they support me. They know that its the best thing for me, and for them...otherwise it would not be happening.
So, I have one month to pay two months worth of bills. I have to get my car a tune-up, a full-size spare, insurance, and registration. I have to buy the essentials like shampoo, conditioner, cotton swabs...etc. (ooh, i need rubbing alcohol) And I have to pay for gas out there, food, and at least 2 weeks worth of whatever I need when I get there. Whoa! (I hope this Jordan thing really pays off.)
The point is, I am happy to be making the next step in life. It's going to be tough, but I know that I can do this. I guess i'm just asking you to 'know it' with me.
Although my recent job history lacks sales experience I want to stress to you that I am capable of anything you place before me. I know the physical and mental demands this job requires and I am willing and able to reach if not exceed those demands. I would love the opportunity to work selling door to door. I am ready for any and all challenges such a career might bring to my life. Please consider my application as more than just a request for a job, but a request for a new beginning. I meet all the requirements listed on your website for the job and I know that I can bring more to your company. Thank you for taking the time to consider me as an employee.
Holly J. Sommerville"
The window chalk is water proof so they had to rub it off I guess. Apparently it took them an hour and a half to get it all off. And poor Elder Baby Hansen got a blister. Boo-fricken-hoo!
The next day I didn't get my usual morning phone call from Bryce so I knew that it was becuase they were plotting against me. At about 10:30 am, right after I finished telling her the whole story, my Mom gets a call from their apartment. She answers it cautiously. "Hello?"
Yes. They put chocolate syrup and cookies all over my car! "Don't play with fire?" Yah, except too bad they spelled 'chastity' wrong. Okay, it's official...ITS ON!
Unfortunately I don't have a job right now, which really SUCKS because I need to pay my bills. You see, in order to serve a mission you can't have any debt...I have about 4 G's worth of it. Nothing campared to some people but i'm 20 years old. I shouldn't have any debt. Anyway, I've been working on getting these things paid for but then I got laid off last month. So, as you can see I have a little bit of a situation.
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The first time I met with Bishop Doughty, after speaking with my parents, we had decided that I needed to pay off my bills, my Mom would pay $200 a month and my Dad would pay $200 a month. Sounds great. However, it doesn't look like my Dad is going to be helping me out with anything, anytime soon. And there is NO WAY that my Mom can afford even the $200 let alone $400.
You see where my problem is? I've already had to put it off for 8 months. And now Bishop tells me that I may have to put it off for another year after that! This seems so unfair. I understand that sometimes these things happen. And I'm ready for the challenge. And if I absolutely have to wait I will but...it just sucks is all.
Recently I turned in an application to work for Apex Security Company. My cousin's ex is a hiring manager for them and he's trying to help me out a bit. I hear you can make a lot of money doing this type of sale. Someone my sister knows made about 53 grand in one summer. And then some girl Nikki knows made almost a million dollars in just 3 short months. Now I'm not expecting to make nearly that much. But I know that if they just give me a chance that i can make at least enough to pay of my bills and maybe a third of my mission.
I really need this job. And I'll do whatever it takes to get it. That's how badly I want to go on a mission. I'll do whatever I can to make the money that I need. Provided that its legal! No matter what the challenge I'll step up to the plate and come out swinging.
I kind of have a job...its only $8 and hour but its full-time. The problem is this guy practically wants me to run his business...I can be a great employee but i'm not necessarily CEO material. But like I said, I'll come out swinging. I'm taking this job and I'll do my best but I am just PRAYING that Apex gives me a call. That would make my life.
I haven't been to a baptism since Nick. (I'll tell you about him some other time)
I was so excited to be there. And I felt the Spirit so much. It was awesome. Elder Edge was conducting and he gave the talk on baptism. I never met him before today but he was pretty awesome. He is a great speaker and I was very impressed with how well he welcomed the Spirit into the room for everyone.
Well after the baptism, while Chloe was changing the do a little "Missionary Moment", where a missionary speaks to the guest about the Fist Vision. I've heard it so many times and I will never get tired of it.
At one baptism awhile back when Elder Jeff Rasmussen was a Zone Leader in Stockton he asked me to give the presentation. I was so nervous and I could hardly breath...but then Jeff started making faces at me from the back. I laughed a little and it totally helped me relax. From then on it was all good. I loved giving the First Vision and now everytime I hear it I get jealous.
Today Elder McCalvy gave the presentation. He was so nervous, the poor guy, but he did awesome. The whole time I just wished that I was up there giving it. I love how it just brings the Spirit into the room for everyone. And I can't wait until i'm on my mission and I get to teach everyone that I meet about the restored gospel of Jesus Christ.
My parents had become pretty chummy with the Elder's in our ward and they were over for dinner every Wednesday night....and every other day when they'd stop by...oh, just because. We only had Elder Smith for about two weeks since I'd been home and then it was transfer time.
Elder Woodward was going on and on about who his new companion was going to be, "this really tall dude with a really long name, Rasputin or something." The very next day being Wednesday, we were supposed to feed the Elder's dinner. I was in charge and I was making Lasagna.
We were running a little late and when we got home the missionaries were already there. Dinner was great. Elder Rasmussen asked me the normal question a Mormon girl gets at my age, "Have you thought about serving a mission?"...and I gave him my normal answer, "not really, no."
He went on about how much he loved serving and just telling cool stories from his 8 months so far. For some reason he really got me excited about missionary work and I really wanted to help some how.
Now I wasn't necessarily thinking about serving my own mission...I was only 19 and had plenty of time to think about it for a girl. But something about his attitude towards missionary work just made me want to help, in any way possible.
He made me think. I soon realized that I really DIDN'T have all that much time! Preparing for a mission takes awhile and I would be 20 in six weeks! So, I did what any Mormon should do in such a sticky situation...I prayed about it. I helped them as much as a could, took reading assignments from them, and genuinely prayed about it.
I woke up the morning of my twentieth birthday, and I knew that I wanted to go on a mission. To my mom this came as a bit of a shock seeing as, I didn't even tell anyone that I was thinking about it. It came to me as a shock too.
The Elder's were so excited for me, and eager to help in any way possible. My family didn't really believe me or think that I was capable of such a thing. But no matter what anyone else thought...it was on. Preparation began.
I started going to appointments with the missionaries. I put myself on their schedule, studied hard, attended all my meetings...sometimes twice a week! I was really going for it.
I finally found a job. And I had talked to my Bishop about my papers. My goal was April 2nd, 2008. 90 days before my twenty-first birthday.
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Things have been really tough. My eagerness to serve has been a rollercoaster since day 1. My activity with the missionaries has been the same. And my goal has been pushed back to October.
But all in all, I still want to serve a mission for the Church.