11. Sufferage!

One word: HOMEWORK! I really don't think I need to say more. Well, even if I wanted to I can't, I have too much homework. May graduation day come soon... please.

9. "Not-put-downable!"

I heard that 'word' on TV when they were promoting a book. I found it very funny! I want to find a book like that being that I am not a reader (other then scriptures). Unfortunately, I was too busy laughing at the 'word' that I didn't get the title of the book.

Really, though, if any of you have a good suggestion of a not-put-downable book, that would be great--but make sure you say why you're suggesting it, please.

6. No title... intentionally.

I've learned about the importance of living with a capital L. Often we prefer to know what to expect and how to behave so that we can do exactly that. For me, I think it's a result of being a Latin in an Anglo world. It takes my nerves about fitting in away. It does a lot of things to one's head to refuse to be a minority in one's mind as well. I don't even remember the exact experience, but while thinking in retrospective about something I went through, I realized that I was proper and normal but that, as a result, I missed out on the fun of the occasion. Some may call that fun "Living the moment". I heard something on Dr. Phil one day; he said, "If you only knew how little people think about you, you would stop worrying about what they think about you". IT'S TRUE! Why try to live according to a script, an opinion, a fear... or a title? Why place such limits on life? There really is no title in life, I think. In Spanish there is a saying that says, "I cannot be a gold coin," which basically means that not everyone will like us. And, I don't know, but I think this type of attitude would get rid of a lot of hypocrisy and a lack of sincerity in us. L.

5. Today I didn't want school

I went to sleep at 12 am last night because I wanted to make sure I got enough sleep for school. When I woke up today I set the alarm for a half hour late. I decided to miss Spanish 345 because it incredibly bores me. Well, I realized I would be late to the next class, Spanish 322 so I didn't go. By the time the third class came, Spanish 415B came I was, like, "Whats the point now?"

Great day!

4. I just looove my mission!

Today, after nearly two years, I got to talk with my son! Elder Collin James Wilson is pretty much awesome! There's just nothing like the mission: the gospel, the friends from that country, and the companion friends! I can't compare it to anything else, it would not be realistic. Where else can you have a son so realistically and yet not literally? The mission is a time of education (spiritual, book, and streetwise) and preparation. Really, there is nothing like it.

Every day I am thankful for the time spent and the place I was sent to on my mission. COSTA RICA. I truly believe a mission gives a man a real view of his identity, potential, focus, and true happiness.

It changes you so much to make you unchangeable. I AM my mission!

I am so thankful for the trials, the happy moments (so many of them) and the people and what they taught me. It just has a way of making me happy!

3. A mother, only one.

I want to write about my mother. During my mission, she nearly died three times. She didn't even tell me about it in an effort to be a strong supportive mother to me. I would find out by other sources or by deducing it. In one of the letters she wrote me, the left half part of the letter was written higher then the other half-- she had lost her eyesight in one eye after a heart attack. When I was in my last six months, she went into a state of coma and was extremely near death. The doctor, I later found out, said it was beyond him how she managed to survive. Her last coma was a few days before I ended my mission and she was in the hospital as I was saying goodbye to my companions and mission president. My mom knew I was coming home so she forced herself to be better, and somehow came up with the courage and strength to get out of the hospital--to be fine for me, so that I would see her like she was before I left for my mission.

As I got out of the plane (when I arrived to the US), I saw my dad standing alone. I was happy to see him but worried for my mom. He told me she was in the van waiting for me. As I got to the van I saw a different person, physically, but the same loving mother. I never have received a hug like that.

As I mature more and more, I realize there is no love better, more sincere and more persevering than that of a mother. She felt her pain... and she felt mine because she loved me that much. I know that she felt the pains I felt on my mission as well as all the pains and joys I have ever felt. I know that she IS a great women, and a mother above all!

She died 37 days after I got home from my mission. She was 47 years old. That was enough for her to demonstrate her motherhood.

A mother, only one.

2. Dead cell = dead owner!

So last night I was getting ready to go watch a movie with some friends. There was going to be cute girl there so I thought I would shave at least. I knew my friend would be calling me when we was on his way so I figured I should take my phone in the restroom while I shaved so that I could answer when he called. I just placed the phone right next to the sink thinking nothing of it. So I started shaving and there I was thinking how smooth it was turning out. So I finished still thinking nothing of it. After a while, I started wondering why my friend wouldn't call. I figured it was fine, maybe he was just running late. Well, after I got tired of waiting I went back into the restroom and realized I had dropped a bunch of water on my phone from when I was washing away the shaving foam. I guess thats what happens when you leave your phone right next to the sink.

I used to hate phones. I didn't get my own phone until six months after the mission--because my dad forced me. But now, I realize that not having my cell is pretty depressing. No cute girl, no movie, no contact with anyone. I can't believe how dependent I've become of it.

And, since its the weekend, I have to remain cell-phone-less until Monday.