Ok, so we have these planners. Each Planner is a transfer and a transfer is 6 weeks. I just turned to week 6 in my planner. I'm not ready for this... I told Sister Fairweather that I refused to continue on to the 6th week of the transfer... but we have to. I just can't believe the time has flown so fast! I basically only have a year left! Ahhh! The language is coming... sort of. anyway...
The other day I was called tambok again, but this time, the lady was like, "well you're not so fat... fatso!... you're not fat... just chubby-chubby" It's ok though, cause if that was true, my clothes wouldn't fit anymore... and they still do, so we're good. But I wasn't wearing a Jody that day... so I decided life just goes better when I am (they are looser than a skirt and shirt). And the braids that make me look 16 are the easiest way to do my hair. So yeah, I definitely don't look like a missionary that would serve there (with my braids and bright dresses), but hey, I'm not serving there! I'm loving it here! I hope you all are doing well!
Love Sister Jennie Adams
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