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Friday, February 8, 2013

How is the MTC....

I cant believe its P day already! It's flying by now. So this last week was way good except for a few things. This email is going to be so unorganized because I just write things down on a paper throughout the week that I decide I want to say or else I wont have enough time. So first I kept getting these upset stomachs randomly so this girl in my district named Hermana Boseman gave me this essential oil stuff that tasted like crap but worked! Hermana Boseman reminds me exactly of you mom. She is pretty much my mom here. She's 21. Oh I got a new companion this week just so different than everyone else. Our lessons have been good though. I am sending my camera home so you can take the pictures off. This past sunday was fast Sunday and it was miserable not eating and pretty much studying for over 6 hours. But I did it with a purpose which helped a ton. So our old zone leaders give everyone a "spirit animal". It's pretty much just a character from a movie and mine is Diego from Ice Age. I don't really see it but they all do. I am so happy I get tons of letters and packages! I love my friends and family! Everyone gets mad at me cause I get like 2-3 letters a day. I have gotten like 7-8 packages! Crazy. I love it. I have talked to Elder Richards a lot. I see him all of the time. It's way nice. I saw Elder Fowler as soon as he got here and his class is in the same building as mine so I should see him a lot but have yet to see him since Wednesday. We do a service project on tuesday mornings which I like cause we get to sleep in until 6:45! I love it. Our assigned temple time is 6:30am on P days so we have to wake up at like 5:30. So as soon as I am done emailing then I am going to take a nap. Probably my favorite kid in our zone is Elder Hobbins. He always is so happy and complimenting everyone. He is emailing his sister today to bring me and him Costa Vida so we will see if that happens. Right when I saw John I gave him a hug and he told me that a lot of people told him to give me a hug for them. I sat and talked to him for like 30 minutes while he unpacked but that's all we have really talked. Guess what?! Mak Keenan that was on my Rangers team is on my floor in our dorms. That means I see him all of the time and we have gym together. So we play basketball together. He is going to Mexico so that's why he's on my floor. Oh one of my roomates had an MS bracelet on and I saw it so I asked him about it and he knows someone who has it. Then he told me that he has another one so I keep that MS bracelet in my suit coat pocket at all times. Yesterday during gym I got hit in the face and I bit my tongue pretty bad. I was spitting blood for like 30 minutes. I'm fine though. Last night we talked our "investigator" Maria, she is actually just our teacher, and I honestly felt the spirit so much. I haven't felt it that much in any of our lessons. So we taught the lesson and then afterwards she told me that she could tell that the spirit was guiding me what to say. I guess her and our other teacher talked about me and agreed that I always seem to say exactly what they need to hear. That was definitely comforting to hear. But anyways, I feel great! Tired.... but great! The spanish is coming along pretty well. We don't even focus much on language. They tell us not to worry but that it will come. We play basketball one hour everyday except P day and Sunday. It's way fun. So two of my roomates are going to New York, New York North. Then its me and my companion that is going to Texas Houston East. The New York ones leave one day after me and my companion. Wednesday dinners are crazy! All of the new missionaries get here and its not spread out at all so it's impossible to move around in the cafeteria. We have a branch presidency. Two speak spanish and one doesn't. But sacrament meetings are all in spanish. But I am sending a package home today so hopefully you get it! It'll have my camera in it too. I love you guys! thanks for everything!

-Elder Buxton

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