Wazzup in the hood,
It's all sticky dank up in here.
Everything's dry as a bone, but clean as a whispering willow. Nothing
crazy to remark upon this week, just good stuff and dope stuff. We've
pretty much just been making visits and stuff all week. It's pretty
much the same story with all our investigators. We're still trying to
get Faasinoala and Failelei to church. One of our investigators moved
out of our our area, and we haven't been able to get ahold of
Paualaisa. He's always up at the plantation all day. But we've been
going out and getting at it anyway. I'm sure things will start moving
soon. But yeah, nothing really exciting has happened.
We have a
temple trip with our zone tomorrow. I'm stoked for that. That's gonna
be sick. Me and Jackson are still just spankin' around the area
visiting people all day. I think my Samoan's gotten a lot better since
I've been training. It's kinda hard to tell actually. I'm pretty sure
in the MTC I said that I was practically fluent and understood like 90%
of everything that I heard. It's all just a perception, I guess. My
Samoan's definitely not native, but it's good enough to go around and
talk to people all day and teach lessons and stuff, so it's bones. But
it seems like it's improved since I've been training, so that's good.
Ummm...let's see. So yesterday one of our recent converts, Ruta, got a
calling. They made her the teacher for the Relief Society. Haha.
She's mega smart, though, and knows the gospel good even though she's
only been a member for a few months. So that's cool. I'm stoked on
that.
But yeah, really not much else has happened that I can
think of. It's been pretty uneventful. I got Scott n' Jen's package.
Thanks, dudes! I'd reply to your letters, but I still don't know your
Vegas address. But thanks, it was the best. I think I ate like two
thirds of the bag of Swedish Fish on my own.
But yeah, it's dankness,
Elder Johansen
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