I have not written in my blog because...
1. my camera is broken, finally, completely, utterly. No pictures to post makes me feel lame now.
2. I have been really really really really busy at school. It's quarterly progress report time and one more reminder that I don't REALLY know what I'm doing! Lumina and I stayed here at the school writing the reports until 1 am thursday night. Problem #1...I care too much about making it flow...at one point I had to remind myself that the people reading the reports are less University professor, more English As A Second Language Korean parents. That helped ease the stress a little bit, but it still made for an insane couple of days...
3. I got my 3rd calling at church...I'm now the Nursery Leader, choir pianist and activities committee member. Nothing like a branch to make use of every talent you never knew you had. But this time, the joke is on them. I can play like three hymns, so I guess our choir is going to get really good at "God Be With You Till We Meet Again".
4. I've been too busy bearing my testimony "sniff sniff, I didn't want to come, but...snivle snivel, now I'm so glad I did because you guys totally rock!!!!" at Youth Conference. I'm not kidding. Ok, so it wasn't really YOUTH conference, but there were bunk beds, boys, DDR, sand pit volley ball and a testimony meeting. We went to the military base religious retreat center and had a singles conference. We listened to our guest speaker, Barbara Barrington Jones (who's completely convinced me that I need to marry someone who has a good second last name possibility) and played theater sports (which reminded me that I'm not very good at improv comedy. sigh.)
5. I'm a little weirded out that Korea is NOT a vacation. I'm struggling to understand how to convey the details of my life here to help everyone understand that most of the time, I feel like I'm living in Salt Lake again. The novelty of living overseas seems to have passed. Although I still find funny weird Korea only things, I want to just write about life and how it's the same struggle to understand myself and my motivations that I have anywhere that I live. The location, though a bit more exotic than SLC, has become simply the backdrop of my life rather than the meat of my existence. I miss my friends, but I like life here. I'm settled in. I'm here and I'm not just visiting. This is home. so strange.
so please to accept my apologies! glad to be back.