A year later, I'm finally learning the true secret of one of my ties. My Grandma got me a tie that is discretely blue and orange for BSU. Not everybody makes the connection between the tie and BSU, but everyone that does makes a comment about it. I feel like it is a subliminal message designed to be understood only by true fans of BSU.
I'm approaching my 12 month mark(sort of), so I'm working on rereading my journal. I can see changes in writing style and mood as the months go on. Elder Barnes mentioned that a lot of missionaries will get depressed near there year mark with the thought being "I've got to do another year of what I just did?!". I've got a great advantage: I'm serving at the same time as all of my friends, so we all push each other! None of us are thinking that because we know that a year from now we'll all get to return home and share all of our stories together.
I didn't take my camera out this past week, so there is no picture of the week. The work is going great. We've got a few people who will be ready for baptism near the beginning of July. It's warming up. Air conditioning ROCKS! Catch y'all later.