<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060</id><updated>2011-09-19T19:13:46.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News from Jessica er...uh...I mean Sister Halliday</title><subtitle type='html'>The entries found within the pages of this blog are the real life documentary of a real life sister missionary. Really.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-8701990053026806071</id><published>2008-09-27T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:38:11.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday shimai's happy birthday and a "stupid" visit to the doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dearest family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i got your packages and they didnt hold them at the honbu which is a good&lt;br /&gt;thing cuz interviews were actually zone conference and we were not informed&lt;br /&gt;(kofu doesnt get informed of anything...and no one gets informed about kofu&lt;br /&gt;either but more on that later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyhow, i actually got the packages last p day but of course the post office&lt;br /&gt;couldnt fit them in our mailbox (they tried to stuff natalees in there and it&lt;br /&gt;was halfway sticking out and it amused me greatly) anyhow so they stuck a&lt;br /&gt;notice in there saying that they had them and to call them so they could bring&lt;br /&gt;them by when we were home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lame thing is, they came when we were home in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;but anyhow,  i had to wait til saturday cuz on account of having to go to&lt;br /&gt;hachioji for interviews we wouldnt be home all day friday but they came on&lt;br /&gt;saturday and i had a grand old party opening them (slowly of course) haha. I&lt;br /&gt;video taped some of it and took pictures so i will send those home when i get&lt;br /&gt;the card filled up. (shouldnt take too long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elders were very pleased with their half of the package and powell shimai&lt;br /&gt;and i dont have to go shopping for like a month now! whee! I told president hill&lt;br /&gt;we were saved! (i tell him all about my food in my letters every week...its like&lt;br /&gt;a gourmet cooking show...he seems to enjoy it too cuz he called me a couple&lt;br /&gt;weeks ago to tell me how much my letter amused him. It was on account of my&lt;br /&gt;kiwis and grapes story hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, so yeah and the granola bars do stay with your forever! Its great! We&lt;br /&gt;have so much more energy now and we are happy sister missionaries! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the CDs are really pretty. yay! I love them! We listen to them all the&lt;br /&gt;time! And the junk food is pretty much all gone. I managed to eat all the&lt;br /&gt;chocolate covered raisins in one sitting and i shared the popcorn with the&lt;br /&gt;district at district meeting and then gave the other one to Silvia cuz she is&lt;br /&gt;pregnant and wants popcorn and its not so easy to find. I figure that has got to&lt;br /&gt;be taihen, to be pregnant in a country where you cant get what you are craving.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was babysitting Clarissa what made me that sympathetic to a pregnant&lt;br /&gt;woman`s plight. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Sylvia, it reminds me to answer your question... I DIDNT TELL YOU&lt;br /&gt;WHO THE MIYAZAKIS WERE!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did i not tell you that!? Powell shimai and i talk about no one BUT the&lt;br /&gt;miyazakis at home. And Hosaka shimai of course. (who we havent seen in like 2&lt;br /&gt;weeks and we are much afflicted on account of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, the miyazakis are one of the brazilian families in the ward. (the&lt;br /&gt;other one being the Lemes who are also very nice and i hear that Leme kyodai&lt;br /&gt;is very good at barbecuing BUT i digress...) All the kids served missions cept&lt;br /&gt;silvia and they all speak english, portuguese, and japanese fluently. Silvia and&lt;br /&gt;Elaine are really cute and love to talk. Silvia is married to Hoshi kyodai and&lt;br /&gt;they have the cutest little kid, Lukas. I actually have yet to talk to Elaine,&lt;br /&gt;but Powell shimai sings her praises all through the apartment so i am excited to&lt;br /&gt;talk to her someday. She served in Temple Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Eder and Andre kyodai who served in Fukuoka and Sendai&lt;br /&gt;respectively. They both trained like 4 times on their missions, and were APs and&lt;br /&gt;now that they are home hand the missionaries referrals like crazy. Which is&lt;br /&gt;basically why we talk about them and Hosaka shimai all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have sworn I told you all this. Remember? Andre trained Brittan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, moving on. Back to my birthday. (you cant get me started on the miyazakis&lt;br /&gt;like that...it could go on forever) (and just so everyone knows, we are down by&lt;br /&gt;the temple and a bunch of missionaries walked in...is it bad that i keep hoping&lt;br /&gt;that Harris and Allen choro will walk in? Allen choro is another name that comes&lt;br /&gt;up a lot in the apartment, cuz he served in Kofu and so Powell shimai knows him.&lt;br /&gt;I tell her stories about him in the MTC. Hee hee. I miss Allen choro. And Harris&lt;br /&gt;choro. Has anyone heard from them?!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! back to my birthday! I went to furuya kyodais restraunt on my birthday cuz&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to throw me a birthday party so we invited all our investigators. Our&lt;br /&gt;ONE investigator didnt come...cuz she is well...she is Tanzawa san and we dont&lt;br /&gt;know what is going through her head at any given moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Tommy and Emma came. Tommy is the elders investigator from indonesia&lt;br /&gt;and Emma is his friend, she is from the Philippines. They are my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;Tommy is way good! I think he will get baptized. His story is very Alma the&lt;br /&gt;younger like...he converted to Christianity in prison in indonesia and really really&lt;br /&gt;loves reading the bible and the book of mormon. They came to church for the&lt;br /&gt;first time on my birthday and they said they will come next week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is actually the one that referred Tommy. She was a PI from a while back&lt;br /&gt;but just wanted to play with the missionaries, she had no interest in church.&lt;br /&gt;Then she started coming with Tommy. (funny story about Emma...I NEVER see&lt;br /&gt;her without Tommy or vice versa but she is married and has kids...she just&lt;br /&gt;always hangs out with Tommy. Weird, i know. But they are both great.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Emma came to gospel principles and got a migraine halfway through&lt;br /&gt;relief society so she had to leave but she said she enjoyed it and wanted to&lt;br /&gt;borrow the gospel principles book so we have hope in her yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, they bought me nice socks for winter! Ones that go all the way up to my&lt;br /&gt;thighs so they keep my legs nice and warm. And they got me some cozy slippers&lt;br /&gt;and i think i want to get some for mommy cuz they are so cozy and toasty...but&lt;br /&gt;they are made out of fleece and well...that never goes over well at our house&lt;br /&gt;cuz they will become cat hair slippers haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Phil came! He is from eikaiwa. I hear he is a former investigator and just&lt;br /&gt;couldnt give up drinking so he feels really bad that he couldnt get baptized. He&lt;br /&gt;comes to church and eikaiwa still though and he brings us referrals without&lt;br /&gt;being asked! he is great! He bought me violets. Which...i am sorry to say, i am&lt;br /&gt;slowly killing...I dont know how to keep them alive. I put them on the balcony&lt;br /&gt;to get some sun and i water them...but still they are dying.  sad day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that was my birthday party. It was full of delicious foods and fun. I&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed it. And Leiataua choro was talking to emma and he said something about&lt;br /&gt;the president of the philippines and his wife with all the shoes and I nearly&lt;br /&gt;choked on my water cuz i started laughing. I thought of frank de lima comedy&lt;br /&gt;sketches haha. no one really understood and i forgot to ask leiataua choro if he&lt;br /&gt;knew why i was laughing. heh. It was funny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furuya kyodai wanted me to tell you guys that i had a good birthday party in&lt;br /&gt;Japan. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets see, i am going to tell you the horror story about zone conference now.&lt;br /&gt;Well, in a nutshell, we thought it was just interviews so we scheduled an&lt;br /&gt;appointment for 6 pm that night. The next morning we got up to catch the train&lt;br /&gt;*at that lovely hour of 5am...) but we missed the train and the next train going&lt;br /&gt;to hachioji that WASNT an azusa (the superfast train...that is not the&lt;br /&gt;shinkansen but still expensive) didnt come for 3 hours and so we would have&lt;br /&gt;been late. So we took the next azusa and made it in time for what we thought&lt;br /&gt;was interviews but was in actuality a zone conference (to make up for not having&lt;br /&gt;zone conference as we normally would on account of mission conference) So we&lt;br /&gt;had to stay for the whole time and the only way we could make it back was to&lt;br /&gt;catch ANOTHER azusa home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things we order from the honbu are given to us at zone conferences so we&lt;br /&gt;had like 3 bags of lesson pamphlets etc to take home from conference and no&lt;br /&gt;time to go home so we just looked like hobos. Then, the closing prayer was like&lt;br /&gt;forever long and we barely made our train but with all the stuff we had we&lt;br /&gt;couldnt move fast enough to catch our next train so we missed that one and had&lt;br /&gt;to cancel our appointment cuz the next train didnt come for half an hour and&lt;br /&gt;then it would be too late cuz the kids had to go to bed so we had to reschedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already had a ticket for the train though so we caught the next train just to&lt;br /&gt;try to salvage a day where we hadnt talked to ANYONE and we did talk to some&lt;br /&gt;nice junior high school girls on the train...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got off at Joei thinking we could walk to hosaka shimais to see her but with&lt;br /&gt;all our baggage we couldnt have possibly made it. I dont think we could have&lt;br /&gt;made it without all the bags...she lives far away from the eki. THEN of course,&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt you know...it starts raining. And our bags are paper bags. So we&lt;br /&gt;resigned to waiting at the eki (which is a tiny middle of no where eki) for the&lt;br /&gt;next train to Kofu. We talked to one girl before the train came so it wasnt a&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL waste... but by the time we got home (with our bags somehow, probably&lt;br /&gt;through the graces of God, still intact despite the rain) we were DEFINITELY&lt;br /&gt;ready for bed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that was our fun adventure at zone conference. Oh yeah! and it rained&lt;br /&gt;on my birthday too! That was exciting! Except i got splashed by 5 cars on the&lt;br /&gt;road...gross. dirt water in my shoes. and i had forgotten half my kappa so my&lt;br /&gt;skirt was soaked through. but it was a fun adventure and people do take pity on&lt;br /&gt;you at the door if you are dripping wet. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another stupid adventure to the stupid doctors where they charged&lt;br /&gt;me another stupid 50 dollars for more stupid medicine i didnt really need cuz i&lt;br /&gt;still have half of my other stupid birth control pills i have yet to take. and then&lt;br /&gt;they told me to come back in a month. I think next time i will just ask my district&lt;br /&gt;leader for a blessing becase it is a PAIN to go to the doctor every month.  Why&lt;br /&gt;cant it be like america where you fill your perscription every month instead of&lt;br /&gt;talking to the doctor EVERY time you need a refill. I LOVE japan...but they are a&lt;br /&gt;little bit crazy. Just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought cold stone to make myself feel better again and they actually sing&lt;br /&gt;when you tip them here too. It was kinda funny. They sang 'a pirates life for&lt;br /&gt;me' and it was quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, there is my week. Aside from the doctor it was a good week. Eikaiwa&lt;br /&gt;was last night and we made skits. Those were hilarious. My skit was about 4 of us&lt;br /&gt;being stranded on a raft and trying to get to hawaii. We had to beat off sharks&lt;br /&gt;with our shoes and surf back to hawaii on a tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We taught them how to share personal experiences and we had different topics.&lt;br /&gt;one of the topics was an earthquake experience which ironically, I ended up&lt;br /&gt;getting. I was able to trade with Andre and I got to share an experience about&lt;br /&gt;one of my good friends. So I talked about making magical cookies with Ali and&lt;br /&gt;watching Jane Austen movies. No one understood what Jane Austen was of&lt;br /&gt;course...but oh well. I taught them the word chick flick. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very amusing listening to all their experiences but we had a really good&lt;br /&gt;turn out at eikaiwa last night (even if half the students were the miyazakis)&lt;br /&gt;and phil brought us another referral! Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the yogurt turned out wonderfully. I had no idea how easy it was! Powell&lt;br /&gt;shimai was so cute, she was walking around talking about the yogurt like it was&lt;br /&gt;a child and she would go check on it every so often and pat it and talk to it.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, we gotta go. Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sister Halliday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-8701990053026806071?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/8701990053026806071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=8701990053026806071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/8701990053026806071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/8701990053026806071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/09/halliday-shimais-happy-birthday-and.html' title='Halliday shimai&apos;s happy birthday and a &quot;stupid&quot; visit to the doctor'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-5363085618359470090</id><published>2008-09-27T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T03:30:48.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost my birthday, where is the mail????</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;dear family, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;no, i havent gotten the packages... but i figure that they are stockpiling them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;at the honbu and will bring them to interviews tomorrow rather than forward &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;them. that is what i am banking on so yep. if they do not come i think i might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;be very depressed for teh first time in my mission... i have been checking the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;mail ever 10 minutes for the last week and have had to say that absolutely no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;one loves me anymore i have had NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO letters! Not even from brittan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;or natalee! gah! oh wait...i got one from beaufort shimai and smith choro. smith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;choro got hit by a car two weeks after he finally made it to japan...he would. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;ok but nothing from outside japan. what gives??? AM I NOT CUTE!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;ok ok enough complaining. I have been singing the christmas cookie song from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;veggietales all day hoping it would bring mail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;`oh postman! I cant wait for you to come, i just cant wait for you to come! you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;have a letter. a lovely letter...just for me for when you come, only for me for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;when you come! Because its p-day!` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;it goes on like that with the landlord coming to the door as well as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;Jehovahs witnesses and finally the sokogakkai peoples... all of whom i try to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;pass chirashi to... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;yeah....... well it is raining today and there is nothing much for me to do but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;sit by the mailbox and pray for letters ok!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;moving on... interviews are tomorrow. which means we have to make our interview &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;goals! every interview we come up with a random word and we try to get president &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;hill to say it in our interview. whoever gets him to say their word wins. Last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;interview the word was `frisky` hee hee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;so not much has gone on this week. i got laryngitis again and so i couldnt do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;much...just kinda following my comp around for moral support. Ito kyoudai was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;making fun of me and telling me that the still small voice is only for the Holy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;Ghost and i needed a bigger voice. He said he would pray for me with faith =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;We were supposed to have a barbecue at the miyazakis on sunday for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;birthday...well...really it wasnt FOR my birthday, it was for our brazilian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;investigators with whom we cannot communicate haha...but it was on my birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;therefore it was FOR my birthday. says me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;unfortunately the elders didnt call early enough and so now we are having it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;next week. So i have to think of something else to do for my birthday...hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;but i am excited! yay brazilian barbecue! Powell shimai says Leme kyoudai is WAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;good at barbecueing. yum! I am a kuishinbo. which means glutton...but its a cute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;In other news, we went to Osada shimais on monday and helped her pick weeds. She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;said her mother in law was very impressed because normally all she sees of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;missionaries is them coming over and eating food or teaching a lesson. So to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;us helping with the yard work was very impressive. After that she took us to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;an old burial ground near her house. its 1500 years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;Basically its just a couple of big hills...at first they reminded me of that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;hill that Hiro transported himself to in Heroes... hehe Then they reminded me of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;where Luca Blight took his last stand against Riou in suikoden 2. Yeah...i still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;live in a fantasy world... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;last week we visited a less active sister in the ward, Ramos shimai. She is from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;Peru. She really likes cooking and she is going to teach us how to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;tortillas! wheeee! she says peruvian tortillas are different from mexican &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;tortillas and now i am thinking brazilian tortillas might be different too and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;maybe i can convince miyazaki shimai that she wants to teach me how to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;those too. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;speaking of making things, sister powell is going to teach me to make yogurt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;A word on Sister Powell, as i havent said much about her yet. Shes a farm girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;from rexburg idaho. Her grandpa has a farm and she milks cows and gathers eggs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;and plants stuff and all that fun stuff! I am going to visit her someday heehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;Anyhow, she and i have pretty much the same sense of humor but i am much louder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;than her. usually the apartment is me talk talk talking and then she talks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;occasionally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;Her older sister is married and she has told me all about her neice who is 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;The kid is a genius. When told not to hit her sister and asked `what would jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;do?` she replied `well, how many sisters did Jesus have?` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;A lot of the talk in the apartment is `powell shimais neice says the darndest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;things` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;Of course, all the talk about little kids has kinda turned us into little kids &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;too... this morning when my alarm went off i rolled over to see that the clock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;said 6:30 and shouted `oh man!` to which powell shimai sleepily replied `swiper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;no swiping!` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;its a dora the explorer thing and you wouldnt understand! *hides* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;that pretty much all the fun and excitement. Except that Leiataua choro taught &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;us a hula at eikaiwa last night. that was pretty funny. He used to teach at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;PCC... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;And now i have `pearly shells` stuck in my head... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;Ok well, i have to write guilt letters to people today and time is pretty much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;up... thanks for the birthday messages. Aubrey...you have a 4-pack. i never want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;to hear that again. I have a dendo baby*...i dont wanna talk about it ok?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;Love you all! have fun! Conference is coming up! are you excited!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;Sister halliday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;"  &gt;*a dendo baby is a pudgy little belly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-5363085618359470090?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/5363085618359470090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=5363085618359470090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5363085618359470090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5363085618359470090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-family-no-i-havent-gotten-packages.html' title='It&apos;s almost my birthday, where is the mail????'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-5783560824055394707</id><published>2008-09-27T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:41:34.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved from our own folly by a screaming obaachan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dear family, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;still no call for ali huh? I guess that will put an end to my checking the mail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;religiously 18 times a day to see if she wrote. dont tell me though cuz she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;insists she is sending a tape when she gets her call. hopefully she wont forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;to hit record like i did haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and no...it will not put an end to my checking 18 times a day...if you dont have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hope, what do you have? hee hee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;this week was full of hilarious experiences...and few investigators. but we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;getting close! Tanzawa san is progressing now. Shes a very VERY quiet person and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;getting her to keep committments is kinda hard but from reading the progress &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;record the past missionaries have focused on changing her behavior and not so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;much her testimony so that is what we are focusing on right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;some people in the ward tell us she seems like she mayhave a history of abuse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but from what she tells us about home is seems like an alright place...she stays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;there often enough. she doesnt tell us much so she is like a mystery and i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;really have to focus on what questions i ask and what i can piece together from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;her answers. powell shimai says she is being a lot more open than she used to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and i think its cuz we have got her reading the book of mormon every night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;as for solving the mystery... something terrible happened to her i am sure... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and she is on a hunt for something spiritual to give her peace. she can sit in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the chapel for hours by herself just staring...and when i asked if there was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;anyplace in the world she would like to go she said france because she wants to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;see the cathedrals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;shes is a very nice girl but terrified of men...(hence the ward members &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;assumption) and so getting her to sacrament meeting is hard. she comes to relief &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;society though. She just needs time i think. we are going to start teaching her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;from lesson one next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so that is tanzawa san. our one and only progressing investigator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;on to the hilarious experience for this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;on saturday we wanted to go to fujiyoshida to visit some members. you dont get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;much contact with the missionaries when you live in the shadows of mt fuji. so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;we check the train times and head to the station only to get there and realize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;we dont have a map. so we had to go back and get it and that set us back an hour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;because of train times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;powell shimai didnt think we should go but i insisted that we should stick to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the plan and it would be ok so we prayed again and felt ok with going. we met a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;really nice girl on the way there and she really wanted to come to church. we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;exchanged phone numbers and then went to catch our train. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;on the train we sat down and then the girl from the street showed up and sat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;with us. we talked to her for about an hour til she had to get off. she is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;really cute...but she is only 17 and her dad is a buddhist preist....that spells &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;trouble in my opinion but we will see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so we get to a random eki in the middle of nowhere and the train switches to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;back to kofu so we run off the train and the next train isnt coming for another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;half hour. we decided to go dendo in the area and found out we were in the place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tanzawa san said she lived (she wouldnt tell the missionaries before but now we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;know the neighborhood she lives in and it is close to the eki) so we decided to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;play detective and find tanzawa sans house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;no luck so we returned to catch the train. we were now like 2 hours behind so we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;called the member we were going to meet to let her know and then...missed the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;train while we were on the phone. ayah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;long story short, we ended up missing 2 more trains before getting on one way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;later than anticipated. we sat down and there was an old woman staring at us. we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;smiled and she walked toward us. we were expecting her to ask to be baptized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;right there but instead she starts yelling at us to get off the train. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;she was pointing to the train bound for kofu and telling us to get on that one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;we were so confused. powell shimai tried to tell her we jsut came from kofu and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;didnt want to go back yet but she kept saying `IKENAI YO!!!` which basically &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;means you cant go (by this train). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;we got off cuz she scared us and as the train pulled out i noticed the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;destination was not fujiyoshida but fuji. A little geography lesson for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;all... Fuji is in the NAGOYA mission. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so even though that woman had no idea where we intended to go, somehow she knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;we shouldnt be on that train. had we stayed, we would have left the mission and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;been completely oblivious til it was too late. God loves us! He sent an obaachan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;to save us from certain doom! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so we had to make a whole new back up plan, being so far from kofu made our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;original back up plan null and void so we called hosaka shimai and she picked us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;up from the eki near her house. we practiced teaching lesson three with her and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;she helped us with all our japanese questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Of course, she wanted to feed us so we went out to house in her neighborhood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;while she made dinner. Housing was hard because they were either all obaachans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and ojiichans who had been buddhist all their lives and dont wanna hear about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;`krisito kyo` or they were younger families that lived in `great and spacious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;buildings` (big houses...even for american houses) and certainly represented the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;pride of the world =p (see lehis vision 1 nephi 8) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;anyhow, we did that for about an hour and a half and then we found a neat row of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;new houses that werent so big. we knocked on one door and got it shut in our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;face (nicely) and then the next door there were 3 young girls and their mom all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;in the genkan. they were all very cute and the mom was very nice but she said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;she had no interest in religion. I jumped in with something that in english &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;would sound like this `my family has the same goal through this message. it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;makes us strong. here is a pamphlet (family proclamation) uh....here` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;in my head i am thinking `yeah. take the pamphlet. its good. i should be telling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you to read it or something but i cant remember my japanese so just take it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;PLEASE!` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;apparently my inability to speak japanese made her think we could teach her kids &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;english. she came outside and talked to sister powell while i played with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kids in the yard (yeah! they had a yard!). turns out the woman had grown up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;jehovahs witness and felt that her experiences were pretty miserable for a child (no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;matsuris or field days or birthday parties!) so she didnt want them to live like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that. she thought all christian churches were like that. we assured her this was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;not the case. i like birthday parties. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;anyhow, we are meeting her tomorrow. we are jsut teaching her kids english but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;we think that she will come around soon. she was very curious as to why we were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;volunteering for a year and a half and not accepting money to teach her kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that was pretty much our horrible day which wasnt horrible at all. its the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;day we have had this transfer! yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;now we are trying to build up our eikaiwa. there are about 5 people that come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and they all like to go out to eat after and bash the Church. why... i dont &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;know. its odd but whatever. We "made" new fliers for eikaiwa. and when i say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;made, i mean we totally plagiarized and copied off a bunch of fliers from another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;eikaiwa. which eikaiwa? Well, the fliers have a picture of a penguin teaching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;other penguins... where do you think they came from? =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;unfortunately, we ran off about 100 of them before we realized the map on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;back was a map to the church in Akita which for you who dont know is in Brittan's mission...yeaaaaaah.... that is the price we pay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;for plagarism huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I just remember powell shimai cutting them out and then gasping and saying `THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;WHOLE THING IS DAME! (messed up) haha...the look on her face. oh man. it was priceless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;if anyone sees brittan, tell him thanks for his help with eikaiwa haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;thanks for all the packages mom! elder morris will be very happy haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;also, if it isnt too much to ask... powell shimais camera is broken and she goes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;home next transfer (to her surprise but that is another story) so there isnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;much point in her parents buying another camera. but i told her we might have an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;old one laying around somewhere that she could use if my old one isnt in use or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;something? She is kinda lonely without pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yeah, i am going to be a serial killer...i am on to killing my second companion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;she got a call from the honbu telling her she had to go home next transfer cuz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;president hill just got his hand slapped for letting us all extend at the end of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;our missions. heh. powell shimai is pretty bummed cuz you can extend if your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ministerial certificate expiry date is within 30 days of the next transfer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ending. she had had the option of extending and going home christmas eve but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that falls 31 days after her certificate runs out. she is pretty bummed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well, that is all the news. i did get the package and thank you! unfortunately &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;peachy season is over...sad day! but i am excited to make grape jelly instead! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;thanks for everything! love you and miss you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sister halliday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-5783560824055394707?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/5783560824055394707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=5783560824055394707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5783560824055394707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5783560824055394707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/09/saved-from-our-own-folly-by-screaming.html' title='Saved from our own folly by a screaming obaachan!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-6091136697509450729</id><published>2008-09-27T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:28:51.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preachin' to the kiwi's</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dear family, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;how is it that in the land of technology i am sitting here using dial up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;internet!?! this is so slow its killing me. its probably punishment for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;pride...which i will get struck down for eventually i am sure. hee hee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;to answer your questions...i almost never go to the honbu except i went &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yesterday for mission conference. the honbu is a 3 hour train ride from here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;typically we dont go to the honbu outside conferences (which are USUALLY at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kichijoji for my zone now and of course my last zone) and if you serve in nakano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you can go to the honbu anytime. thats it. sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;speaking of packages, i have thought about it and compiled a list of things i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;want. they entail food and the like...specially granola bars or somthing that i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;can take with me on the road cuz powell shimai and i...despite our efforts to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;eat healthy and well cannot get our food to fill us up! veggies are great but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dont pack any protein at all and tofu goes through you so fast that i wonder how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;on earth it gets absorbed! anyhow, we need snacks badly. maybe if someone&lt;br /&gt;could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;teach me how to make granola bars... we ordered oatmeal from the honbu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;also peanut butter is a good choice but i had to leave mine in kichijoji and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;jar in kofu is almost out. we can order it from the honbu for 10 dollars but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kofu is so far away we have to wait til we go in for interviews or a conference &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;or something and interviews arent til the 19th! wah. kofu is so taihen in that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;respect. but hey, the apartment is crazy huge so i cant complain! even though i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;just did. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;speaking of the kofu apartment and kofu in general...there are things that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;follow me from place to place...and some things that dont. rain is one of those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;things that doesnt. apparently in addition to arizona getting massive amounts of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;rain, it has been pouring in kichijoji since i left. mick shimai told me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;among the things that do follow me...there was a ROACH IN THE APARTMENT&lt;br /&gt;LAST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;WEEK!!! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and by the way, that actually was a small roach in the video and this is NOT a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;fishing thing ok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;anyhow, powell shimai was on the phone with the ward mission leader when she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;screamed. he is still laughing at her for that but he bought us a roach trap. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;like ito kyoudai. he is on my ever growing list of people in kofu that are my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;favorite but hosaka shimai is still at the top! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the other day we were working in ryuo and time got away from us. we had to&lt;br /&gt;get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;back to kofu for a ward activity by six so we left our bikes at a members&lt;br /&gt;house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and tried the train but out here...train times are really far apart and the&lt;br /&gt;next &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;one didnt leave til 550. we had to call people coming from nirasaki to see if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;they could grab us on the way but no one was answering so we called the church &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and told the elders to send someone to pick us up at kofu eki at about 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;when we got to kofu eki we realized we didnt know who to look for or where&lt;br /&gt;so we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;started walking around when we heard `POWERU SHIMAI!` and turned to&lt;br /&gt;see hosaka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;shimai running...literally running to us. She is sooooo cute! hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;I am so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;glad we have someone to save us from our own stupidity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;lets see...what else. oh yeah...we got really really lost the other day in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;grape fields. the problem with getting lost in kofu is that often if you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;lost...you cant really proselyte til you find your way back. i ended up having &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;to proselyte to kiwis...the fruits not the people. which by the way...i had no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;idea they grew on vines! crazy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;luckily, the Lord blesses us at times like that, when we are really really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ridiculously lost and i was laughing like crazy every time we took another wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;turn. i am not sure why...it was just one of those days when everything makes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you laugh like crazy. it seemed to help powell shimai too from breaking down&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;crying cuz we were so lost. she just looked at me like i was insane instead&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kept going. we are a good team. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;lets see...what else is going on? i dunno. mission conference? at which i didnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;get to see harris or allen choro cuz only half the mission went yesterday. we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;are too big dakara... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;man! I miss allen and harris choro! allen choro used to be here in kofu and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;powell shimai loved him so she talks about what a great elder he was and then i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;get all whiny cuz i miss my choro tachi! (by the way...powell shimai loves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;everyone...even me! haha!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;mission conference was fun and i got my white handbook back after a long&lt;br /&gt;lecture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;from mick shimai about leaving it behind haha. mick shimai`s new bean&lt;br /&gt;is really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so mission conference. elder stevenson came. he and his wife are really nice and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hes pretty funny. he just got released as nagoya mission president last year so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;he was just thrilled to be with missionaries again and he told us about a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hundred times haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;last week, we went to the temple, which is about an hour from the honbu and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;about 2 from kichijoji by the way...almost 4 from kofu... cuz i had another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;stupid OBGYN appointment but i probably already ranted about that. anyhow,&lt;br /&gt;we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;went to the distribution center after and i bought general conference on&lt;br /&gt;DVD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;YEAH! And some other DVDs and then on monday we made cookies for&lt;br /&gt;members and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;watched conference cuz we are just. that. cool. YEAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am a nerd.but that brings me to the other things i want to beg for for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;birthday. There is an organ CD that i want...it looks like a motab cd but its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;organ music. its at the temple but it is 20 dollars there. lame. also...i think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that is pretty much it. yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;speaking of my birthday. i got a card from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;grandy...i love her and appreciate the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;card...but powell shimai and i laughed at the letter for like an hour because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;grandy STILL managed to tell me to use the money that she sent me for college!&lt;br /&gt;among other things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;haha! but i do appreciate the sum of money from her social&lt;br /&gt;security &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;check.  thank you grandy =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you are right...asians eat lots of unexpected things and cows stomach is GROSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;I had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;forgotten that i ate it the other day until just now. I thought it was some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;weird vegetable so mick shimai and i ate it and it was all chewy and gross and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;then the waiter was like `that is tripe` when mick shimai asked. I ended up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;swallowing it whole. gross. never again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;also...on the completely irrelevant side of life from missionary work, there are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;somethings in japan that just shouldnt be. we were at an investigators house the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;other day and she had the TV on and i saw it as we walked in...something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;american cuz there was a black guy on the screen. I looked away and then i&lt;br /&gt;heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it... the JAG theme! what is that doing here!?!?! it isnt supposed to be!&lt;br /&gt;grr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Anyhow, we made her turn off the TV so it was ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;lets see...what else? I dunno...this is the most time i have had to email in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;long time so i am kinda just running with it.  We are going to fujiyoshida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tomorrow! whee! to work, not climb fuji. that is an activity for next p day. or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the next cuz i am going to the science musem on next pday! YEAH! SCIENCE!!! i&lt;br /&gt;am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;excited! And powell shimai is a nerd like me so she wants to go too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what else? I dunno. Brianna cant marry the doctor in the video game anyhow cuz&lt;br /&gt;I am going to marry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; the doctor...when i get home. tell her good luck with&lt;br /&gt;math *snort*. I cant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;relate to aubreys situation. bummer. glad i am not in america&lt;br /&gt;right now. I can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;just come back to it when its already ruined i guess. haha. by&lt;br /&gt;the way, what is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; the exchange rate right now? I am curious since grandy sent me&lt;br /&gt;10 dollars...no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;clue what to do with american money. but WHAT THE HECK&lt;br /&gt;HAPPENED TO THE MONEY! IT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; HAS A HUGE PURPLE 5 IN THE CORNER!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ok, that is it i think. we have lots of finding to do this week so pray for us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;in that! Also, we want to do more service but its really hard to find stuff here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;cuz the people are so prideful and if you ask an obaachan if you can weed her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;garden she thinks you are telling her her house is a mess and she will jump &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;around doing it herself. So if anyone has any ideas at all...we want to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;service missionaries cuz lots of people here think we just want them to come to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;church so they can pay us money. We want to serve them and teach them that&lt;br /&gt;way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That is about it! Thanks! I miss you all and love you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sister halliday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-6091136697509450729?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/6091136697509450729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=6091136697509450729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/6091136697509450729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/6091136697509450729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/09/preachin-to-kiwis.html' title='Preachin&apos; to the kiwi&apos;s'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-6175141673574016958</id><published>2008-09-27T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:11:10.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in Kofu and it's wonderful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dear family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad you got the box...that was a load off my mind when it was finally in&lt;br /&gt;the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kofu is amazing and i think my japanese is ok....or at least enough to fool&lt;br /&gt;andre kyodai into thinking that i can actually speak decently so he can report&lt;br /&gt;to brittan that i am doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently brittan now has ways of spying on me...i am not sure how i like that.&lt;br /&gt;though i am sure andre kyodai has better things to do than actually report on my&lt;br /&gt;japanese and besides which he keeps telling me how amazing brittan was at&lt;br /&gt;japanese his first transfer so i am sure if he did report, it wouldnt be a bad&lt;br /&gt;report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am jealous of your thunderstorm. the doughnut hole followed me here. all my&lt;br /&gt;companions like it but i dont. i want it to rain. it always rains at night when&lt;br /&gt;i am inside and cant go outside cuz it is after curfew. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news i really like the ward here. hosaka shimai is my favorite! She is&lt;br /&gt;a cute little obaachan who loves to help the missionaries. My first impression&lt;br /&gt;of her was at eikaiwa when we were playing `do you love your neighbor` and&lt;br /&gt;every time leitaua choro went over to her she would throw her hands up in the&lt;br /&gt;air and scream `noooooo` cuz she didnt want to be picked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much everyone in kofu loves the missionaries and loves helping us out.&lt;br /&gt;The Miyazakis are amazing too...though i have only actually met andre and his&lt;br /&gt;brother... powell shimai talks about them so much i feel like i have met them&lt;br /&gt;all! haha. apparently they always have referrals for us and if they dont they&lt;br /&gt;assure us they are working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are not wanting for fruits and vegetables in kofu...everyone has a farm and&lt;br /&gt;gives us food all the time. right now we have more peaches than we know what&lt;br /&gt;to do with and more vegetables as well. the peaches we will make into&lt;br /&gt;jam...maybe...if i dont screw it up. the vegetables...i think i will fashion&lt;br /&gt;into a godzilla model cuz i am NOT eating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have a goya and some okra and frankly...they terrify me. the goya looks like&lt;br /&gt;a godzilla anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooking in kofu is fun cuz i have tons of room. I made chinese chicken salad and&lt;br /&gt;some other stuff from the package mom sent. my companion seems to think i am&lt;br /&gt;an amazing cook. she doesnt realize that mom basically handed me everything&lt;br /&gt;cuz she knows i cant cook. i did learn how to make curry pan though. yay! it will&lt;br /&gt;have to wait til i come home though cuz i dont have time to wait for bread to&lt;br /&gt;rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of packages...my birthday is coming as you well know and my district&lt;br /&gt;would like kingsize twix, mars bars, and snickers as well as some poptarts. if i&lt;br /&gt;was still in kichijoji i am sure darner choro would have wanted tons of stuff&lt;br /&gt;but my district is all...i dont know... they werent going to ask for anything&lt;br /&gt;but i told them it was fine cuz you totally spoiled me in the MTC and so now i&lt;br /&gt;think i can make myself popular by sharing my packages. your fault. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of leitaua (i totally spelled that wrong) he tried to translate my&lt;br /&gt;middle name and walked around trying to figure out what i was the chief of for&lt;br /&gt;like an hour before he would finally let me tell him...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me...i just like cooking. simple recipes or things with recipes on the&lt;br /&gt;labels are appreciated. i am collecting them now haha. i keep them all in a&lt;br /&gt;book. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we have a few investigators in kofu but i havent met them cuz they are still&lt;br /&gt;out of town cuz of obon. yay..... so we just ride our bikes everywhere looking&lt;br /&gt;for people. there are a lot of portuguese speakers from brazil and such here...i&lt;br /&gt;discovered yesterday that that makes housing kind of hard. yesterday i had to&lt;br /&gt;throw what little spanish i knew together in a sentence that was mostly japanese&lt;br /&gt;and a lot of sign language. i think i threw italian in there too...maybe.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i directed her to the homepage and that was the end of that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturaday we went to a members house for a goodbye party thing. it was a&lt;br /&gt;good opportunity to meet members before church the next day. the house was&lt;br /&gt;on a farm pretty much on the border of the nagoya mission...i could have&lt;br /&gt;probably waved to smith and ward choro and they would have seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,  the house was really pretty. it was like a cabin and there was a stream&lt;br /&gt;on the property and we could sit on the roof and watch the sunset. it was way&lt;br /&gt;cool! and there was lots of good food and fresh veggies cuz it was a farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i eat more veggies these days... i can stomach corn but i still dont like it and&lt;br /&gt;usually try to swallow it whole. tomatoes are actually downright good now.... i&lt;br /&gt;will not eat the okra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see...what else. we found an onsen (they are ippai here cuz of fuji) while&lt;br /&gt;we were tracting and it was just for soaking your feet. we are still trying to&lt;br /&gt;figure out if that is within mission rules cuz we need it! haha! I discovered a&lt;br /&gt;crack in the sole of my shoe the other day...but they should last and i still&lt;br /&gt;have 2 other pairs of shoes. i should be good til the end of my mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad news. i lost my white handbook during transfers. so not only am i walking&lt;br /&gt;around a lawless heathen...i lost my ministerial certificate. I can get that&lt;br /&gt;replaced but...it had PRESIDEN HINCKLEY`S SIGNATURE ON IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i dont love president monson...but i want my certificate to have&lt;br /&gt;president hinckleys signature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad day. i also managed to lose my scriptures. my japanese set...not my english&lt;br /&gt;set. i think they are hiding in a cupboard back in the kichijoji building but i&lt;br /&gt;will be there next week so i will check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of next week, i will be emailing early cuz we have a huge conference on&lt;br /&gt;thursday so wednesday is p-day. be aware!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well, i am starving and we still have to go to the temple... we had to come&lt;br /&gt;to roppongi to go to the stupid OBGYN again which was pointless cuz they told me&lt;br /&gt;i was fine and i was like `no i am not...if i was i wouldnt be here` so they put&lt;br /&gt;me on birth control and told me to come back in a month. i dont wanna come back!&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr. least there is a cold stone creamery next door.... i can drown my&lt;br /&gt;sorrows in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes...and if you could send peanut butter and jelly...i had to leave it in&lt;br /&gt;kichijoji before... thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad everyone is doing well and that brianna can walk like a normal person&lt;br /&gt;again. that is always good. Have fun with courtney and tell her i said hi back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sister Halliday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i got another haircut. its short...but all the damage is gone for good which&lt;br /&gt;is good. it was unexpected. we went to visit a less active who owns a beauty&lt;br /&gt;parlor and she wanted to play with my hair cuz well...people tend to want to do&lt;br /&gt;that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that much different but it is shorter. i am still getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;back to shoulder length...wowww. k a little longer than that. shampoo... i am on&lt;br /&gt;my last bottle but i can get that stuff in japan. i think i am doing pretty good&lt;br /&gt;on everything. thanks! &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-6175141673574016958?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/6175141673574016958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=6175141673574016958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/6175141673574016958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/6175141673574016958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-family-i-am-glad-you-got-box.html' title='I am in Kofu and it&apos;s wonderful!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-3546686655692366667</id><published>2008-08-20T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:01:46.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday shimai gets abducted by aliens and transfers to Kofu, Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;alright family, that is enough. i will b careful what i ask for now cuz i have&lt;br /&gt;about 20 emails i just had to skim. fun stuff. i think i got the bulk of it and&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the OBGYN...well i am  fine aside from a small ovarian cyst what is&lt;br /&gt;giving me slight pain. i am going back next week for a follow up but she says i&lt;br /&gt;will be ok for now. they took blood and did exams and ultrasounds and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i will explain now why it was so scary. it was like being abducted by aliens!&lt;br /&gt;all speaking some funny language and poking me with stuff... then the room was&lt;br /&gt;really tiny with tons of machines everywhere and this chair in the middle of the&lt;br /&gt;room. picture an electric chair and that is what i was sitting in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in america they have a normal exam table and the doctor wheels around on her&lt;br /&gt;spiffy little wheely stool... in japan you sit in an electric chair which gets&lt;br /&gt;raised up to the ceiling and tilts back like a dentists chair... i am telling&lt;br /&gt;you...i was abducted by aliens. *shudder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i did go to cold stone creamery after though cuz its right next to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; OBGYN...&lt;br /&gt;...mmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i am sure you all want to know about transfers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the place i am going is very hot...and very pretty...and very big...and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;very...inaka (translation: out in the country) hee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I AM GOING TO KOFU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it has been completely insane since i got my transfer call on saturday...packing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and going to appointments. apparently i made a lot more friends here than i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thought cuz EVERYONE wanted to see me before i left. I was crying most of&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and some of monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tuesday was sooooo busy. appointment after appointment after appointment...&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; goodness!!! first we went to lunch with a recent convert and then to sunny&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; heegeuns house to play with maps and then to mitaka to go to dinner with&lt;br /&gt;api&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; shimai and then to the church to meet naho chan, a girl we only just met&lt;br /&gt;like a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; week ago...but she really wanted to see me before i left. it was crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sunny was soooo sad i was leaving...there was a dark cloud of sadness over the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whole meeting. when she heard i was leaving she asked if i wanted some sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bread cuz she eats sweets when shes sad. as we were eating she said `today the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sweets arent making me happy` she is soooooooo cute! I told her it was ok, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;would come back someday. I will miss her though.　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no! i hit the stupid kana button. that was like 5 minutes wasted email time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;trying to get back to english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyhow, i will miss her. she wanted us to go camping with her family! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we taught her about the first half of the plan of salvation up to the atonement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something seemed to hit home with her about it (as well it should because the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Atonement is for everyone) anyhow, i hope she keeps taking lessons because she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is sooooo amazing. I love her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am very sad to leave kichijoji but I am very excited to be going to Kofu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;funny story though, i still havent shipped my bags to my new are so i wont have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anything except my hobo bag and what it in it. i am carrying my laundry bag with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;stuff in it to my new area haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;packing was funny but i managed to get everything into my suitcases including my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;puzzles but i will be shipping stuff from kofu sometime in the near future. it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will just be stuff i never use so dont get excited. i did ship the stuff for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aubrey brianna natalee and brittan today though so it should be there soon... i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hope aubrey and brianna like it...aubrey should. the stuff is very aubreyish i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;think. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;by the way...i guess kiana was touring tokyo recently and went to the ghibli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;musem! WHAAAAAAAAT!?!? all our tracting in inokashira park and i never once saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;her!?!?! that would have been TOO crazy. I might not have known what to do and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;might have exploded from trying to laugh cry scream and jump up and down all at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the same time. The Lord is protecting me from such disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;about the olympics...its funny hearing abut them from another perspective. all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this talk about kitajima winning the 100 meter breast stroke and nothing about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;america killing everyone at everything. uh...hello...you just lost...didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;america just win? why are we talking about japan? oh yeah...we are in japan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;interesting indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cant believe no one has mr yanez!!! WHAT IS THIS!?!?!?! i am upset and i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not going to be able to focus all day due to the injustice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can hear the olympics going on behind me... someone turned on the tv. america&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is probably killing someone at something. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyhow, its a 3 hour train ride to kofu so i have to go. i love you all and hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you are all doing well. and really i dont get that offended when you are late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;writing...its not that huge a deal really. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sister halliday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-3546686655692366667?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/3546686655692366667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=3546686655692366667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/3546686655692366667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/3546686655692366667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/08/halliday-shimai-gets-transferred-and.html' title='Halliday shimai gets abducted by aliens and transfers to Kofu, Japan'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-5397452288469827521</id><published>2008-08-20T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:47:09.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny and Heeguen...wonderful friends</title><content type='html'>dearest fambly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you had better be online right now writing to me...cuz all  i have is brown choros address which, as grateful as i am for it, hardly  consitutes a letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, it is obon and apparently the anniversary of  a rather hectic couple of bombings in past years...cuz this email place is full  of paper cranes, and pictures of atomic bomb victims....i totally forgot that  happened around this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i only have half an hour today  so i shall get going on the happenings of this week. if i can remember what  happened this week. we had dinner at the stevensons but that happens pretty  regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness! i dont think i have anything interesting to  report at all! I guess it was bound to happen...its been threatening to all  summer... but previously i had a bug war to expound on and so i could fool you  all into thinking life was interesting here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i forget, next week  is transfers and so i will be emailing a day early again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pretty  much gone from kichijoji. that is a given. i wonder where i will  go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather hasnt cooled down any...the members are all kind enough  to constantly tell us there is no hope of that in the near future. fantastic.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to sunny`s house on tuesday. she is our korean investigator  with her son heeguen. they are so cute and fun but their interest in the church  is small right now. they are an extremely close family though and family is  sooooooooo important to them. so right now we are teaching them by going to  their house and helping heeguen with math and just being their friends while  teaching them at the same time. we teach math for like half an hour and then  have a lesson for about half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunny loves learning and reads the  book of mormon in korean and english. she knows this church is good but she  doesnt know why yet. she isnt opposed to learning about it or to religion but  she says it will take time. that is fine by us. as long as she keeps  commitments, she will get it someday when the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was very  happy when she found out we could still be friends even if she wasnt a member.  we taught her that heavenly father has a plan for us to be happy but he will  never make us follow it and so we as missionaries will never make anyone follow  it either. we just teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely love sunny and heeguen though.  and their house is so cool! it is full of maps and warships and stuff. heeguen  loves warships and he learned all the states from warship names haha. he loves  geography and we spent a lot of time quizzing each other on capitals and stuff.  their house really makes learning fun and i have been inspired! My kids are  gonna be smart like heeguen and i am gonna have maps and stuff  everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see...what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is pretty much basically  it. meeting with sunny was the highlight of the week thus far. she made us  korean pizza called pachinke or something like that... yoo jin and didi probably  know what it is. it was waaaaaaaaaaaaay good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that  i love sunny!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of, how are my favorite koreans? I made new  korean friends here but they arent yoo jin and didi. i miss them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!  does anyone have mr yanez this year!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that is it...sorry this is  short but time is short and i cant take anymore brainwashing here...i know they  are talking about the atomic bombs on the radio cuz i just heard bombing noises.  funny how i dont understand...and it probably isnt brainwashing...but there is  sad violin music playing now. i think i know this song...but i dont remember  from there. some classical composer...maybe i heard it in a jane austen movie. i  dont know. I want to take a music theory class when i go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. sunny`s house made me actually MISS school. what IS  this!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i really have to go before the lady at the desk yells at me  to get off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;sister halliday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps...i  know where the music is from now! Harkins! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-5397452288469827521?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/5397452288469827521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=5397452288469827521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5397452288469827521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5397452288469827521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunny-and-heeguenwonderful-friends.html' title='Sunny and Heeguen...wonderful friends'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-5741151866235413478</id><published>2008-08-20T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:58:32.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The bug wars continue and typhoon season is...disapppointing</title><content type='html'>dear family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the numerous post cards that you sent...every last one  of them. i think i succeeded in making howe choro trunky when i showed him.  mwahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, yeah...i got bishop...err...brother?... jobe`s  letter last night and my companion had to endure me writhing about the floor  screaming `noooooooooooooooooooooooooo!` for about 3 minutes. She thinks i am  insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bishop hadley huh? cant say i am that surprised. Clarissa and i  were predicting that looooooong ago. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor brianna...cant sleep in. ask  me if i care hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant belive that yoo-jin got grounded on  returning home. wah. lame. how are the koreans anyhow? wahhhh! they are all  juniors now! EW i am old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brianna is such a 16 year old by the way. i  liked her `its cute...like my handwriting` comment. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how  is arizona? Its hot here....and humid...and i am wet and probably smell...but  everyone is the same so it doesnt really matter. its just gross. actually i am  good on deoderant...i stocked up before i left the MTC so i have a whole nother  stick after the one i am using runs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have had some crazy weather  lately...kind of. it rather reminds me of arizona actually. minus the humidity.  but you know what i am talking about. clear in the morning and thunderstorms in  the evening. i can see the thunderheads building up as i ride my bike and i get  excited...and then it ends up like an arizona thunderstorm....dry.  -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually the other day it poured pretty much all day. and we got  soaked again because we are dumb and thought an umbrella would suffice. my shoes  wont survive typhoon season... but i figure i will just wear my black ones all  through it and then send home for the extra pair once these die. Its my last  typhoon season so i should be alright. whoa...weird. my last what huh? I cant  belive i am saying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of lasts...my companion got her death  letter recently and she made ME open it. so now her death is on my hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...I am trying to think of what happened this week but all the  days are becoming one. We go out. we contact people. and like Harris choro  says...they talk to us for about 5 seconds before running away.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Harris choro, when you write him back tell him I miss him  terribly in the most missionary appropriate way. And can someone get me the  address of the Australia Adalaides mission. )i dont think i spelled that  right... Anyhow, brown choro needs a letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala...anything  interesting happen this week? Oh! we went to a matsuri last night! it was so  much fun! we just stopped by to see the dancing on the way to visit a member. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we had a new investigator come to church. Saran. She is from  mongolia and her parents joined the church in mongolia so she found the church  in Shibuya and from there was referred to us. She is really cute! We will start  teaching her this sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on sunday, (which was fast sunday and I am  an idiot and didnt drink water and nearly died but that is a different story) we  had dinner at the Humphreys. We took Momi, the girl that we met at Musashino  that took us to her english class, and we had family home evening over there.  After we left momi chan decided to start taking lessons ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  yeah...about sunday...well we didnt know the guidelines for drinking on fast  sunday and we kept telling ourselves `we dont really NEED it yet...we can make  it a little longer`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long story short, we got to the humphreys and  drowned in our glasses at dinner. Darner choro laughed at us cuz we are so  stupid and we got sick from drinking so much so fast. The next day I had to  trick my body into absorbing water by sucking on ice and drinking a little at a  time (which I actually wouldnt have known to do had I not babysat Clarissa when  she had morning sickness =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, next fast sunday we will drink  water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...what else happened? We are teaching a family now.  Sunny and Heeguen. They are eikaiwa students, a mother and her son. Sunny also  wants to bring her husband but he works late so we havent met with him yet. They  are Korean and lately, Sunny has been thinking a lot about God and she says she  has a lot of things that she feels like she cant do right now so she wants help.  We planned to just teach the first two principles of lesson 1 along with  restoration, prayer, and Book of Mormon. (lesson 1 is so full of so many things  that its hard to teach all at once to people who have no concept of God yet) but  we ended up teaching the entire lesson cuz that was just the way it ended up. We  arent sure why...the only thing we can think of is that they needed to hear all  of lesson 1. We will probably never know. but we meet them again this week  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, who wants to hear about my pains and  afflictions!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the chicken pox. You thought you could only get  them once...but nooooooooooo... they lied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...I dont have the chicken  pox. I just have so many stupid mosquito bites I LOOK like I have chicken  pox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were visiting a member and there was a bush by her  door. My companion brushed it on her way by and out came a CLOUD of mosquitos.  Of course...we were at the door talking to a member...so there was nothing we  could do except stand there and get eaten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that now...when I read  about Adam and Eve and the earth being `cursed for their sake` I will always  think of mosquitos -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! on that happy note! That is really all I have  this week. Hey! Eguchi and Watanabe shimai just walked in! They are my two  favoritist shimai! Anyhow, I must go. We are in Hiroo, just went to the temple,  and now we much take the train and fight our way through shinjuku eki. oh the  fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and have fun...at school and stuff...tell brianna to  suck it up! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Halliday shimai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-5741151866235413478?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/5741151866235413478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=5741151866235413478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5741151866235413478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5741151866235413478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/08/bug-wars-continue-and-typhoon-season.html' title='The bug wars continue and typhoon season is...disapppointing'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-4097307730024922210</id><published>2008-07-30T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:07:42.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday shimai visits Kofu...</title><content type='html'>Dear family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this week was somewhat less bug filled and more  exciting than last. we got another new investigator, eriko san who is really  sweet and pure. i just worry about how much of her is actually there because she  stares blankly past you when you talk to her and just nods her head with a huge  smile on her face. but she is cute at any rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually wasnt there  for her lesson cuz i was in kofu where it was raining! I saw mount fuji!!!  wooooooooow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. i went on exchanges cuz hardle shimai needed to get out  of kofu and really wanted to do an exchange and the kichijoji sisters are the  closest to kofu. so monday morning we caught the train and rode out 2 hours to  meet the kofu sisters halfway and switch companions. i went to kofu with powell  shimai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the train ride was soooooooo pretty! the city disappeared and  there was nothing but trees and rivers and mist everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kofu is  somewhat less populated than kichijoji. people are actually home when you go  housing! kofu is famous for peaches and grapes so i ate a lot of peaches in the  one day i was there. at one point one of the members saw us at the 7-11 and  pulled her car over and came running over to us bearing two very large and  delicious peaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exchange was rather uneventful because on both  ends most of the appointments cancelled but i met their investigator yuriko chan  who is super cute. she designed her house herself and it is huge! it looked like  a cabin in america!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night we went to dinner at a members house  because it was the district leaders birthday and they just had a baptism last  sunday so they were all celebrating. the member owns a retraunt so there was  lots of food and lots of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met a guy from kenya who is going to  be running in the olympics! i dont remember his name though...and i dont know  what country he is running for either lol. sorry. i am a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,  at the dinner party thing there was a guy at the other end of the table who  looked strangely familiar but i couldnt figure out why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of  the night he told me to say hi to niiyama marie shimai from the kichijoji ward  because he had served with her in sendai. of course my ears perk up at the  mention of the sendai mission so i asked if he knew brittan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was  brittan`s TRAINER! THAT is why he looked so familiar...cuz i have seen pictures  of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, that was exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyhow, kofu was pretty.  i rode my bike without fear of running into anyone! of course...i ran into a  pole instead. hardle shimai needs to get her bike checked out...her brakes dont  work nearly as well as they should...and the gears slip and basically i thought  i might die the whole time i was riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate mountain bikes too. they  are not designed for skirts =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning we got up, studied a  little, and headed to the train station so we could switch back. but we missed  our train so we had to take the express train in order to get back in time cuz  the kofu sisters had interviews at noon. the express train was pretty nice but  it ate up all my moneys. bah. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played the game that me and tara  played when we took the shinkansen to kyoto. the one where we take pictures out  the window of the train and see who can get the clearest picture. well, with my  advanced knowledge of cameras i was able to stop even the closest thing to the  train at ISO 1600 hehe. powell shimai listened patiently as i explained why that  was. i am such a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i have lots of pretty pictures which i  will send home. which reminds me...i bought stuffs for aubrey and brianna...but  shipping will be like 50 dollars. i didnt account for that. plus i have to send  brittan and natalees birthday gifts...and i need to keep 100 dollars with me for  emergency funds... just a heads up on the moneys i will need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am  hoping i can get darner choro to take my packages with him to fussa and mail  them from the base and then it will only be shipping from san francisco....but  the odds of me convincing him of that are probably not in my favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on  tuesday night, after i got home from kofu, we went to the uchimuras house for  dinner. we taught the girls about the atonement. there are 3 girls and they are  all way fun. they loooove kingdome hearts and naruto. yuuki is the oldest and  most talkative, the two younger ones are very shy. ai, the middle girl, is  reaaaaaaaally shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcmurtrey shimai says that when i was sharing my  experience with the Atonement and social anxiety, Ai was really listening  intently. I wouldnt know cuz as if to prove my point, i was fighting the urge to  look at the floor when i talked. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, after dinner, ai chan  showed us her drawings. she is really good! but she wont let you tell her that.  it embarasses her! she gave me one of the drawings though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are such  a fun and cute family. I cant wait til i see them again! they are all going to  girls camp today. oooooooooooh. japanese girls camp. i hear it sucks cuz its so  humid haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, that is about all the exciting news for the week.  its not so funny...but its new! its nice not to have to grasp at and expound on  random events to make an interesting letter haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy everyone  is getting their patriarchal blessings! and that yosemite was good! I talked to  how choro about that and he said he has made the half dome hike twice and is  jealous of dad being able to do it right now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the post cards  will get here. darner choro saw them in the honbu yesterday when he was there.  why he didnt just pick them up for me i dont know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jessica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-4097307730024922210?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/4097307730024922210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=4097307730024922210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/4097307730024922210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/4097307730024922210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/07/halliday-shimai-visits-kofu.html' title='Halliday shimai visits Kofu...'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-2032670830546599020</id><published>2008-07-30T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:05:17.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's HOT! And the roach war continues...</title><content type='html'>Dear family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you are enjoying yosemite. i think that is where you  are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is really really hot here. its not so humid today...which is  good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was another one of those `just make it to p-day` weeks. we  dendo from ice cream place to ice cream place or from convient store to  convenient store. one of the recent converts we have been meeting with suggested  we dendo in department stores. my answer was `if only` =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets see...  what happened this week? I got eaten by mosquitos, kept up the apartment vigil  (so far so good), and nearly ate myself into a coma. that pretty much sums up  the day. all our appointments flaked on us and didnt show. oh wait...one showed  up... i lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all it was a pretty good week. thursday was the  height of the cockraoch war and i must say we came out on top. i have a video of  the final kill...though as usual, its not as cool as it seemed at the time. i  missed all the times were were tearing our apartment apart chasing the suckers  this way and that. just imagine two sisters missionaries, gross and sweaty and  tired from being out all day, frantically trying to kill a roach and so moving  every shelf, table, etc away from the wall as it runs behind and underneath  things. all this is done while screaming and you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,  thursday night the kofu sisters came to stay and when we got home a stupid roach  detekita`d (came out) and skittered accross the floor right over my foot.  KIMOCHI WARUI!!!! (gross)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we fought to kill it but it vanished behind  the fridge! bummer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the kofu sisters arrive and we are doing our best  to keep things under control. just before bed, i was telling hardle shimai the  sad tale of our fight and how it got away. it was the big one that got away...  roach hunting is like fishing...huh who knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, all of a sudden she  screams and shes like `ITS BEHIND YOU!!!`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think `that is NOT  funny...this is SERIOUS!` but i turn around and its RIGHT THERE ON THE  WALL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly 4 sisters are screaming and running everywhere. powell  shimai is running around saying `i cant see! i took my contacts out!` so i lent  her my glasses, and then I couldnt see. we are all running into eachother cuz  the apartment is so semai (narrow) and we are probably irking the neighbors as  we pound the walls with anything we can find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, it falls off the  wall and...GOES BACK UNDER THE FRIDGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decide to close the kitchen off  and go to sleep so we turn out the lights and we are all praying and all of a  sudden hardle shimai screams, I HEARD IT! ITS HERE!!! I HEARD  IT!!!`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayers forgotte, we all spring once more into action...this time  a little more unified. hardle shimai and her supersonic hearing keep track of  the bug, i flip on the light, mcmurtrey shimai grabs a phonebook, and powell  shimai...still cant see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hardle shimai shouts directions at mcmurtrey  shimai who proceeds to swing at the devilish creature with the phone book. one  hit and it runs under the dresser. of course, pride cometh before the fall and  it detekita`s into the wide open where mcmurtrey shimai hits it and nails it.  its stunned but begins moving again. 2 or three more hits and its down for the  count! before it can revive itself we gather it in tissues and flush it down the  toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we havent seen one since. we killed one  outside the apartment and i put its carcass on a stick as a warning to other  bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are still on the look out though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, back to mission  life. Zone conference was the next day. it was pretty much amazing as it always  is. that is just how zone conference works. as we were leaving we ran into  president hill. ok...we can kill roaches...but we cant look president hill in  the eyes for too long. trust me. that is just hard. haha. but it did my best as  he shook my hand and then he told me that i was adjusting well to the mission  and that i get friskier and friskier every zone conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt  look him in the eyes anymore without laughing...i looked at my companion with a  look that said `did the mission president just say `frisky`?` We ended up  laughing about that all the way to bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see...what else  happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from nearly eating myself into a coma. not much.  yesterday was nagata choros birthday so we went to lunch at tabehodai. we ate  sukiyaki and between me, darner, and black choro we ate 15 trays of meat. dont  ask me why i thought i needed to force myself to keep up with the elders...i  dont know. *shakes head*  and i didnt learn either because darner choro started  talking about the ten burger challenge at mcdonalds and now i wanna try! i am so  stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch we had about 4 hours and then we went to sizzler for  nagata choros birthday because the inagaki family wanted to take us there. first  i ate curry and a couple of plates of fruit then my steak came. (medium rare of  course) so I  HAD to finish that. then i was so hot i needed a salad and more  fruit. and despite the fact that mom sent me nacho stuff, i had to make myself  some nachos too. then i had to have ice cream. (this is where i wonder what is  wrong with me) after ice cream i was feeling pretty sick...but howe choro kept  telling me i was a baby and couldnt handle another ice cream. so...i ate another  one! I dont know why...i had already out eaten Howe choro...but i did it  anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you probably think this has a terrible end...like i threw up  or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now. instead i just dendoed home and then proceeded  to eat chocolate cake and almond roca...all the while wondering why i was  eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i was very hungry... =p i remind me of the very  hungry catepillar. next thing you know i will wrap myself in a coccoon and turn  into a butterfly! wont that be exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the random news, i saw a rat  this week. it was outside the apartment. i wanted to keep it but my companion  wouldnt let me. i dont think the white handbook would let me either...and a wild  rat isnt as cute as my rats...but i dont have my rats now do i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it jsut  lives outside the apartment with the toad that scares me every night when i come  home cuz he blends into the wall.  *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the packages and  the letters and pictures. are more pics coming? you mentioned more than were in  the letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed so hard when you started talking about peepin  bayds...and my comp thinks i am insane now cuz its the second time i have  laughed out loud for no apparent reason. she might check me into a mental  hospital soon. one of the other times i was at inokashira park and some guy was  playing a didgeridoo and i thought of brittan`s dad writing one note songs on  his didgeridoo at home and i just started laughing and couldnt stop and  yeah....i hope they have email at the mental hospital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and no,  we arent teaching motoi chan anymore. she decided she didnt want to commit  herself to one way of thinking...*sigh* she still comes to sports night though.  so maybe some day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the daigakus are still in exam mode so we are still  waiting for when we can start meeting with the daigakuseis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is  pretty much it. oh, and there was an earthquake last night and i actually woke  up for it. kichijoji still hasnt had the huge earthquake that i know is coming.  and i know its coming cuz my companion and i both pray independently for freak  earthquakes and weather. our poor area... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that is all for this  week! love you all! have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;sister halliday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. sorry,  i forgot that we have p day a day early on transfer week. it will be like that  every six weeks usually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-2032670830546599020?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/2032670830546599020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=2032670830546599020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/2032670830546599020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/2032670830546599020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-hot-and-roach-war-continues.html' title='It&apos;s HOT! And the roach war continues...'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-7034823369203615609</id><published>2008-07-17T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:30:09.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday shimai and the "Great War"</title><content type='html'>dear family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the humidity has gotten to my brain and its turned to mush.  i couldn't think of a better subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was hard. it was full of  nothing but white days (days when you don't have anything scheduled) and so it  was all riding our bikes all over the area (which thankfully is one of the  smaller areas in the Tokyo mission) and finding people. People found? zero.  Seeds planted? about 5 billion or so. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so humid and hot this  week that we had to make it our goal just to make it to P-day. Which we did. I  think that might be our goal for the rest of the summer =p We rode by the  community pool the other day and we both nearly toppled off our bikes  =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the little obaachans in our wards have been keeping us  supplied with watermelon which we hack into every night when we come home.  =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days are pretty empty lately because all our investigators are  college students and right now they are all taking final exams...and then  returning to their hometowns until the end of natsu yasumi... (they are all  centered around Fukushima (not even our mission) and Nagasaki (also not even our  mission -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we play the waiting and finding game. We tried to go to  Koganei park yesterday but that was determined to be an Elders park as most of  the people are guys playing sports. We are trying to schedule practice lessons  with the members during the noonish hours of the day just to get out of the sun.  Of course...its Tokyo. Who is home during the noonish hours of the  day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had some success with the young mothers though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to lunch with Namazuda shimai, an obaachan in kichijoji  ward. She is sooooooooooooo cute! the restaraunt we went to served coffee with  lunch and she told the waitress that we couldn't drink coffee cuz we were Christian and that we were missionaries and she should listen to us if she  wanted to know where she came from before she was born. It was sooooo cute and  funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were leaving we were talking to the waitress and namazuda  shimai came out and told her that we taught an English class so she better come  =p Then she hopped out into the road to help another obaachan cross the road and  then told HER to listen to the missionaries too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they ought to  start sending Japanese obaachans out on missions =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, though  finding was difficult, was not without its laughs. The other day I watched my  companion ride head on into a bush because she was looking at a bird. The  humidity must have brought the crazies out too cuz there are always old men  dancing outside the train stations =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the downside, we are engaged in  a great war at home. It began with ants and has escalated into a full scale  world war. They sent in the air force last week. Every night we kill about 100  flying ants and wake up to find more dead as they entered the apartment and  crossed the bug killer line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, immune to the bug killer are the  insect form of the Marines... which would be COCKROACHES!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE COCKROACHES! THEY ARE SO  GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we don't have little ones either. NO. The church  has tiny ones that run all of the place. THAT I could handle. nope. THEY ARE  HUGE!!! Like the length of my index finger and big and fat and black and last  night we discovered they they FLY!!! NO WHERE IS SAFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We killed one  outside the apartment the other night (we had to step on on about 30 times  before it finally died) and then last night I was about to go take a shower and  I was talking to my companion when I saw him! He was sitting at eye level  cleverly blending in with the paint on the door jam! He took me by surprise and  I screamed and ran to the other end of the house. McMurtrey Shimai grabbed a  shoe and we tried to smash him. That was when we discovered he had air force  training when he flew at my FACE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleverly dodged (thanks to my  training these past 2 transfers in the ways of Dodge ball) and rammed him once  again with the shoe but his exterior armor protected him again (perhaps the armed  forces should study the cockroach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we thought we had killed him we  went away to relax. We came back an hour later to dispose of the dead and he was  limping away!!! WHAT IS THIS!?!? I grabbed a tissue and flushed him down the  toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 killed and hopefully that is the last one. We have had 2 other  sightings in the apartment previously but we hope that those two sightings were  all the same cockroach. I cant sleep at night for fear that he will crawl across  my face. Its is soooooooooo GROSS! and you are probably laughing at us but its  not funny I tell you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is really all. I am sad that you will  have to put Lucy down... and I miss the other ratties. v.v And the  cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't worry too much about Brittan...he should be used to  riding his bike =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next week I shall continue protecting the  apartment! And look forward to the letters and boxes. I do have another memory  card to send and will send it shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that Harris choro will  enjoy his package...as well as Allen choro as they have been transferred to the  same apartment. They are kicking it in Chiba together which I hear is the best  area in the mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately...I will not see them at zone taikai.  Just howe choro...but i talk to him every day so its not that cool. Plus I am  mad at him and all the other elders in the zone and refuse to talk to them  til...I dunno. but seriously. Today they all took a zone trip to the zoo and  where are the shimai? doing nothing fun! stupid elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`we are taking a  zone trip to the zoo tomorrow so...`&lt;br /&gt;`are!?! uh...are the shimai not part of  the zone!?!`&lt;br /&gt;`oh....uhhhhh.... wanna go to the zoo?`&lt;br /&gt;`NO YOU  JERKS!`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it wasn't that heated...but we are still not speaking to them.  -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I am really going. Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you  all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sister Halliday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-7034823369203615609?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/7034823369203615609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=7034823369203615609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7034823369203615609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7034823369203615609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/07/halliday-shimai-and-great-war.html' title='Halliday shimai and the &quot;Great War&quot;'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-7277928525532038149</id><published>2008-07-10T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:47:22.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tani san is a new member and miracles are happening in Kichijoji</title><content type='html'>dear family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another week and another empty mailbox. i hope you are all  on vacation and not just a bunch of bums. hee hee. i cant remember when you said  you would be on vacation so i am giving you the benefit of the  doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of vacations, i need pictures of yosemite because  japanese people are fascinated by it and when i talk about it they always want  to see pictures. i also need pictures of run of the mill american things...they  are absolutely fascinated by everything. I just need pictures. all the pictures  i have to show people are like one of my family, some of the temple, and a bunch  of the mtc. i need pictures of aubrey doing pole vault, dad with the scouts, me  and my friends, maybe a couple of brianna and the koreans (if she can choose  from so many of them haha). and so on. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, onto the happenings of  this week. this week the humidity hit really hard. i stepped out of the  apartment and immediately started gasping for breath. =p it was really really  humid and hot. not miserable though...i could handle it ok and i was being a  missionary. how could anything have been miserable? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week started  off amazingly with Tani san`s baptism! actually it was amazing before that even.  That morning a guy walked into the church looking for elder howe. he had talked  with the elders earlier that morning but it was his first time in the church. he  is from peru and way cool. but the coolest thing is that when everyone was  bearing testimonies in sacrament meeting, he got up and bore his testimony of  how he felt just being in the church for the first time! the elders are teaching  him now. his name is carlos. keep him in your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of  testimonies, in sacrament meeting for suginami (that was kichijoji before)  during testimony meeting i found myself on the stand bearing MY testimony fully  willingly in Japanese. I must say, I only got through with help from God cuz i  only stumbled once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and of course! Yasutani shimai was there!!!  wheeeeeeeeeeee! (side note, there is a costco near her house in sapporo and she  bought me a huge thing of almond roca! wheeeeeeeeeee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we had  tani san`s baptism. Holt choro performed the ordinance after much begging. (he  refused to do it at first...he was trying to be all noble and let the younger  missionaries do it). He was really nervous and we didnt really know why. come to  find out, that was the first time he had actually performed a baptism. haha. but  he did just fine and we only had to baptize her once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we asked Tani  san (now tani shimai) what her favorite part of the day was she said that the  actual ordinance was amazing and that I bore my testimony. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later that  day we went to the stevensons for dinner. there were so many people there cuz  holt choro was leaving and well...the stevensons have a huge family and they  love having missionaries over so they invited the whole district and the APs. It  was so fun! My favorite part was that we had lots of watermelon!  wheeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was another good day. We managed to reach our daily  goal in getting 10 conversations (a conversation is when you testify and leave  them with something...usually a flyer) Conversations are usually really  difficult cuz a lot of people once they hear `church` run away saying `im  buddhist` and sometimes the conversations we do get are pretty bimio and just  said AS they are running away. haha. but all our conversations were good  conversations that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it all off, the continuing saga of our  trip to the local daigaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have started meeting with the people that  came to eikaiwa. On Monday we had 3 lessons. One didnt show, but the other two  are our newest investigators! They want to hear more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one we met  with, Risa-chan, asked the question EVERY missionary loves to hear... `where are  we before we are born?` ^__________^ She also wants to come to church! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside is that since they are college students, neither of them  live in our area...they travel for school....but Risa lives in Tokorozawa which  is in our stake and there are no sisters there so we will probably be able to  continue teaching her. The first one we met with, Aya-chan, will probably have  to be passed to other sisters later because she lives in Chiba (about 2 hours by  train from us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we met with 3 other students but they all came  together so its hard to tell who has interest and who doesn`t because no one  wants to say anything in front of their friends. We still have hope they all  will have interest. At any rate, it was a good lesson and if nothing else, WE  felt the spirit =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are meeting with 3 more people all in a row  from 5:00 til 8:00. I will be sooooooooo tired by the end of today! But we will  have 3 new investigators! One of the girls we are meeting with today is really  cute. She`s a very sensitive person. She told us she doesnt like the word  `gaijin` because it separates us and we all live in Japan right now. But more  than that, she told us she REALLY wants to know about the purpose of life and  true happiness and then, she wants to tell other people about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a  continuing miracle and it gets better every day! We are sooo  excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is pretty much it for the week. Wish us luck or better yet,  pray for us! And in the meantime, help the missionaries out when you can! We all  need the ward members badly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had fun on your vacation...or if  you havent gone i hope you have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sister Halliday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  I didnt transfer, I`m still in Kichijoji! Yatta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-7277928525532038149?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/7277928525532038149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=7277928525532038149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7277928525532038149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7277928525532038149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/07/tani-san-is-new-member-and-miracles-are.html' title='Tani san is a new member and miracles are happening in Kichijoji'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-9166776473864982891</id><published>2008-07-10T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:45:52.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tani san is getting baptized!!</title><content type='html'>dear family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis me again. i cant remember when you said you were going  on vacation but i guess that is where you are now as there was no letter in the  inbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week we saw many new people from our trip to the daigaku.  there are at least 7 new people coming to eikaiwa tonight that we know of and we  hope there will be plenty more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it STILL hasnt rained and i am getting  impatient. i dont like the sun and i frequently wish it would go away and never  come back. but its out and its shining...i think it likes to spite  me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, what happened this week. we had a lot of appointments for  eikaiwa interviews which was a welcome relief from the many hours upon hours of  finding in the sun which refuses to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i am rather  turning out to be like mommy... i have taken to experimenting in the kitchen  frequently (whenever i have time) which is probably not a good thing since i  really have no knowledge of how ingredients interact with each other like mommy  does. of course...i cant read books about it cuz its not in the missionary  approved library and well...even if they were they would all be in  kanji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided that kanji is just a big memorization game. when i  was learning to read i remember i had a list of about 25 sight words...japanese  people have a list of about...2500...or more =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i memorize them  little by little. i can now read the word for `parking lot` which doesnt help me  at all as i do not drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what else has happened lately that  is particularly exciting. just long hours of riding my bike in the sun...which  despite what my companion thinks...is NOT that hot. and its not really that  humid either...but it doesnt stop her from turning on every fan in the house and  turning the air conditioner down to 50 degrees farenheight. (i never could spell  that word) =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see...exciting things. i got in a bike accident  yesterday. its really not that bad. the streets are narrow and so some guy tried  to pass me and our handlebars collided. my hand now has several broken blood  vessels and is a beautiful shade of black and blue and green...and is covered in  princess bandaids which i frequently take the time to admire =p. but nothing is  broken or sprained so life goes on. its really fun actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh duh! i  cant believe i forgot! Tani san had her interview last sunday for baptism and  she passed! she is getting baptized this sunday! and yasutani shimai is coming!  sunday is going to be soooooooo wonderful! I can hardly wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we  are going shopping at a new grocery store because the store we usually go to  doesnt have enough variety for me...so i told my companion my creativity is  being supressed and we need to go somewhere else. i think she thinks i am  weird...or is frustrated with me cuz i couldnt think of categories this morning  for playing jeopardy in eikaiwa but i need to go to a new store to buy different  foods... but you try thinking of random categories for jeopardy in such a broad  subject as `everything` without coming up with lame topics like colors and  animals.  its hard! I am still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that is all for this week.  you better be on vacation or you will be in trouble for not writing!  =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;sister halliday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i got a letter from the primary.  its now hanging on the wall by my desk...quite possibly my favorite letter i  have gotten on my mission thus far. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-9166776473864982891?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/9166776473864982891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=9166776473864982891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/9166776473864982891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/9166776473864982891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/07/tani-san-is-getting-baptized.html' title='Tani san is getting baptized!!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-2825145042924663677</id><published>2008-06-25T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:41:18.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot can happen in one week...Prayers and Ice Cream = Success!</title><content type='html'>dear family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you mean it is hard to find accomodations for 6?  isnt that about the normal size of our family anyhow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is the  lamest rainy season i have ever seen to abruptly change the subject. its raining  today...kinda. i call it satans rain cuz its more of a mist that you dont think  could get you wet but really it slowly soaks you and you dont notice til too  late. anyhow, but this is the first time it has rained in like a week and a  half. what the lame???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for your question about puzzles...they are  ghibli puzzles and disney puzzles of course. what else? but i intend to send  them home instead of keeping them cuz i gots no time as a missionary. hee  hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently my package isnt collecting food so much as its getting  eaten...*cough*aubrey*cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of my package... Tani san is  getting baptized! She told us that she really wants the Holy Ghost and so she  now has a date set for the 6th of July. She still has a way to go but she has  recently shown a great deal of improvement and determination to keep the  commandments. please keep her in your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that brings me to my next  exciting tid bit of information...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SISTER YASUTANI SHIMAI IS COMING TO  VISIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is coming for tani san`s baptism and just to see people  before she goes back to Hawaii. I`m so happy!!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, events for  this week. Well, it was tiring to say the least. we had to walk everywhere cuz i  lost the key to my bike and had to wait for a new one to get ordered. but God  must have realized how much we wanted to find people when he saw us walk halfway  across the area just to go to a daigaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first person we talked to at  the daigaku was really interested in english class. in fact, she was so  interested that she took us to the cafeteria to meet her friends. then she took  us to the teacher`s offices to meet all the american english teachers...then she  took us to her english class and introduced us to her classmates and her  teacher. THEN her teacher let us explain our purpose and invite people to  eikaiwa AND she gave us her business card and wants us to come back and help out  in class. It was CRAZY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes...that reminds me. we also met another  girl who was an exchange student in america. she went to prom and we kinda  talked about that. we have an appointment with her in a couple weeks and she is  bringing her prom pictures and so i kinda need mine. (my junior prom  pictures...no one on earth is allowed to see my senior prom pics) anyhow, if  someone could find those and send them? I think i gave away all the wallets but  the big one is in the frame on my tv. there may be a wallet size in my old  wallet too if you can find it... but that would be fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok let`s  see, what else?　crap.　I　hit　ｔｈｅ　stupid kana button and now its trying to type in  hiragana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fixed it. that was a waste of 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well,  there isnt a whole lot else that happened this week. no rain and finding lots of  people to come to eikaiwa and of course a baptismal date. There has been a  drought of investigators in kichijoji lately...i think they are all up in akita  listening to brittan and then telling him they are coming back to tokyo tomorrow  and declining the offer to meet with us. ah summer...what fun. but good things  come to those who wait so we are still working and praying and praying and  working and eating ice cream but working while we do that. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is  about it for this week! oh... have fun trying to arrange transportation and  vacations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;sister halliday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i got my bike key back. i  am sooooooo happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-2825145042924663677?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/2825145042924663677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=2825145042924663677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/2825145042924663677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/2825145042924663677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/06/lot-can-happen-in-one-weekprayers-and.html' title='A lot can happen in one week...Prayers and Ice Cream = Success!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-8837753882681251733</id><published>2008-06-19T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:02:16.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday shimai + Pday + Japanese toy stores = $$$$</title><content type='html'>dear family. first of all, i can only withdraw money in 100 dollar increments so  yeah. second...my comp likes shopping..kind of...so we go every p day and i got  a little crazy with the jigsaw puzzles. they are like 25 each but i couldnt help  buying them. sorry. i am obsessed. i would say i wont go to the toy store today  but that would be lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putting me in a japanese toy store is like  putting a kid in a candy shop...only its putting me in a japanese toy store. hee  hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of candy...i might die. PLEASE dont say you put chocolate  into my package. we are on a chocolate fast to help tani san quit coffee. (so  far it has only worked halfway as she didnt drink coffee last week...but bought  tea instead and then went drinking...WHYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, sweets  paradise is now completely painful for me...and ironically we went twice last  week. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i didnt write last week. the email place was closed.  grrrrrr. so yeah. and we were out ALL day with a less active member so i had no  time to write. if i had known it would be closed i would have written a letter  in the morning before we went out. sorry. and i felt bad cuz it was fathers day  the next sunday so i will write daddy a letter today. promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things in  kichijoji are pretty much the same. no investigators but we have some  potentials. (aside from tani and motoi). one of the potentials we met in the  park. it was a mom and her 3 year old daughter. we talked to them a little and  played with the little girl. we gave them our apartment phone number and then  she literally handed us her contact info. email and phone and address. we didnt  even ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a week ago about. then last night she called! we are  going to call her back today. yaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, since i havent written for  2 weeks i dont know what i talked about already. oh yeah...i guess i didnt tell  you about our weather...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, one day last week i checked the  weather. (if you call 177 it gives you the weather report and i am obsessed with  it) and it said it would rain tons. well, it was cloudy so we took our rain  suits and went out but then it cleared up and we were like `so much for that`.  we went to the park and i saw clouds gathering again so i took the top half of  my suit and we went contacting. well at the precise moment that we were farthest  from our bikes (at inokashira park) it starts dumping. with no warning at all!  because we were under the trees i was able to put my coat on but my comp didnt  have anything so we ran. it was no use. we were soaked through in seconds. then  the lighting and thunder came. boom crack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not stupid...i know what  it means when there is no time between lightning and thunder. i screamed and  tried to hide under mcmurtrey shimais backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we rode home quickly  (praying that we would not die in a flash flood or get hit by lightning) and  changed clothes...and then went out again (when it was safer) to continue  working. it was hilarious really... next time i will listen to the weather  report and believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had zone conference. (ps yes i did see harris  at new missionary conference and he hasnt changed a bit...still shook my hand  with his eyes shut and dropped it in .0005 seconds...the dork. haha) anyhow,  zone conference was amazing. we talked about the Atonement so of course how  could it not be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to watch a safety video on bikes cuz a  sister went home last transfer with a broken jaw cuz she flipped off her bike.  (she used the front brakes on a hill...) i wont lie...i enjoy safety videos.  they are pleasantly cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was interviews. i learned something  very interesting. apparently kichijoji and suginami are the hardest areas in the  mission owing to the fact that they are still upset about losing the mission  home when the missions combined. who knew...i thought they were very good  wards...and i told the president it was a good idea to put me here then since i  couldnt be jaded and say they were hard wards haha. but my poor comp is having a  hard time cuz her last area was really good and this is her first time being  senior... looks like we have our work cut out for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please make sure  you all help out the missionaries in the ward! its super super super  important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! that reminds me. a tongan family moved into kichijoji  recently. the husband plays on the national rugby team here so he is gone  frequently but the mom wants to feed us all the time (of course) YAY!!! I DONT  HAVE TO COOK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i ever do. i live off instant  curry...heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all. oh yeah, and i got chopsticks for grandy too  dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to get yukata for aubrey and brianna i  think...they run at about 50...let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, that is it. time is  almost out! thanks for everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sister Halliday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-8837753882681251733?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/8837753882681251733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=8837753882681251733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/8837753882681251733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/8837753882681251733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/06/halliday-shimai-pday-japanese-toy.html' title='Halliday shimai + Pday + Japanese toy stores = $$$$'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-7104794926761921633</id><published>2008-06-10T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:27:34.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The second apartment on the right and straight on til...10:30</title><content type='html'>dear family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...i had the peter pan song stuck in my head the other  day. the second star to the right one. dont ask me how, i wasnt being wamp  (short for wanpaku...meaning naughty) and watching disney movies...i dont even  LIKE that movie. but whatever. i changed the words to make them missionary  appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of missionary appropriate. sometimes when i am  riding my bike, trailing after my companion my mind wanders to things that arent  exactly missionary work. like `i wonder what its like to get hit by a  car...johnson shimai got hit once. and mr cullen always talked about getting  hit. i wanna get hit at least once so i can say i did. not hard...just so i can  say i got hit by a car...`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a car comes out of nowhere and nearly  hits me and i think `JUST KIDDING!!!` and ride faster. Then i can hear God  chuckle and say `that`s what i THOUGHT sister halliday. now get back to  work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was your random tidbit for today. enjoy it. hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so  sometimes i have time to read all my emails and sometimes i dont. last week was  a short week. this week i have an hour (now 45 minutes) anyhow, usually i just  skim the emails and write like crazy and there were a lot of emails this week  for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations on the job brianna! and more  importantly the patriarchal blessing! I got mine in august too! (ps...someone  wanna send me another copy of my blessing...mine is missing a paragraph i  noticed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sean and tim dropped by huh. i assume niether is even close  to marriage. tell them to get a move on. they are supposed to be married before  i get home and i come home in a year. (logically, being mormon, they could  probably wait til the week before i come home and still meet the  deadline...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. i miss my trainer! but me and mcmurtrey shimai are  getting along well. we are so alike that it was hard at first because we have  exactly the same strengths mostly. yasutani shimai and i were more balanced. but  despite a slow start we`ve gotten going and we arent stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have  been visiting members to get to know the ward better and we are focusing on  getting the young women strengthened. a lot of young women go on missions in  japan because people dont get married for a long time here so we take them out  to work with us sometimes. its way fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday we have new missionary  conference! I can see harris choro! and howe choro! not that I dont see howe  choro everyday PLUS talk to him on the phone everynight. but yeah. our district  is way fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k so we had some funny experiences this week. on tuesday we  went to visit a referral from the MTC. we get to the house and there is a large  sign in arabic outside. we ring the doorbell and a lady with a muslim head  covering comes to the door. we are like `ok...um....`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she invites us  in and we talk to her a little. she studied at Snow college for a few years and  knows a bit about mormons. She is married to an Islam priest and so has  converted to Islam. She lives with her father in law...who is almost completely  deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both want to read the book of mormon. So my companion starts  to explain about it and she has to yell for the guy to hear her...that is  interesting enough, but then he says `why are you telling me all this, i know it  already. i just wanna read the book of mormon`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like  `oooooook....here you go. enjoy`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told us Obama said to read it?  whaaaat? like the guy running for president?! what? What is going on!?! he  either said obama or osama. and the day osama wants to read the book of mormon  is the day the world ends i am quite sure. course...he might cause the end of  the world without reading the book of mormon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i hear  hilary is dropping out of the race? that was chotto kankenai (not relevant) but  that is what i hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, next funny experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was  mcmurtrey shimai`s birthday so we went to lunch as a district. we heard ALL  darner choro`s funny stories about crazy people. he must pray for crazies at  night cuz he has a billion stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, after, we went to work and  we were talking to this girl when this guy pulls up on a bike and starts talking  in english. we tried to ignore him but eventually i had to humor him while my  companion tried to keep the girl from running away. finally, he decided to leave  but he shook our hands and kissed them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! I GOT KISSED BY A CRAZY GUY!!!!  EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go wash my hands after that.  EWWWWWWWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is pretty much it for crazy stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met a  lady yesterday who we gave a book of mormon to. She was nice but she didnt want  to hear lessons or anything. she was about to leave and I thought about telling  her simply that our message was that we are God`s children and he loves us and  wants to help us. So he gave us prophets and the Book of Mormon, which contains  the prophets words. but i didnt know when to say it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was about to  leave when she stopped and asked `you are doing this because you really believe  it is true?`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we told her of course and then I said what I was going to  say. She took the book of mormon and said she would try to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we  didnt get her contact information, but i really think she will try to read. and  maybe she`ll meet with missionaries later. she lives in saitama anyhow. not in  our area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of saitama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jyo Unmi MOVED to saitama! NOT  FAIR!!! I WANTED TO TEACH HER!!!!! I dont even think there are sisters IN  saitama! ugh. we have to pass her to the Elders. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, moving  forward. We still call her sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is it for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the letters and information about what is going on!  congratulations again brianna! What is Aubrey up to? is she still helping coach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next week!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Halliday shimai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. brianna would  have a heart attack here. there are like 7 shoe stores all in a row and all with  wall to wall shoes. there are so many that they dont even have them out in pairs  and there is no space between them. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i need aunt sheris  address cuz i have chopsticks for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-7104794926761921633?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/7104794926761921633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=7104794926761921633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7104794926761921633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7104794926761921633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/06/second-apartment-on-right-and-straight.html' title='The second apartment on the right and straight on til...10:30'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-1074615008430530819</id><published>2008-05-28T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:24:49.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday shimai ate NATTO!  Brave soul!</title><content type='html'>dear everyone,&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt know if dad cant spell or that he has spiritual  messages cuz i dont have time to read if i want to write...and there is  sooooooooo much to write this week and no time at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will start with  jyo unmi. thats her name. shes...like the other koreans, keeps suspiciously  dodging coming to church. sound familiar? i have a hunch i have seen this  problem before in other koreans. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, she did come to the  testimony meeting for dying missionaries on monday though and she said something  that sounded like she said she could identify with one of the elder's  testimonies. then she said something that sounded like her dad would hit her for  going to other churches? i dunno... i just heard me, hit, and dad all in the  same sentence. but i can't understand japanese well enough to say that that is  actually what she said and my comp was up on the stand dying so she couldnt  help. grrrrrrr.  so thats jyo unmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once again, dying in missionary speak means leaving the mission field or ending your mission...for example, Halliday shimai is set to die on July 30, 2009]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for motoi chan. we taught her about  temples and she was absolutely fascinated with the temple magazine, so i bought  her one at the temple when i went on tuesday. but she's got exams this week and  can't meet! waaaah! she came to church though and stayed for all 3 hours!  improvement! yaaaaaaaaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so sunday. we went to the saito house for  dinner. and brother saito dared me to eat natto...and sister saito was telling  me it was ok not to eat it, but then doying choro had to say he would buy me a  gatcha gatcha if i ate it...so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew! it was so  gross!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really i have a feeling it was mental...like if you gave it  to me and i didn't know it was natto...i might have eaten it. or maybe its cuz i didn't have enough of it to really remember the taste...just the gagging. i  dunno. but anyhow, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really like the saito family. they are  just like all of you! so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, we went to the honbu [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;mission home&lt;/span&gt;] to kill my  companion. waaaaaaaaah! i think the hardest part of it was that i was in a  temporary threesome til today (tranfers) and this threesome consisted of me,  nagase shimai (also a bean) [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;greenbean denotes a new missionary&lt;/span&gt;] and hardle shimai (2 transfers). we are all new!!!  it was so scary not to have a companion who knew what she was doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but  we did it. and we found tons of people. my immense knowledge of the train routes  (i study them for language study...along with the maps) came in handy as an  australian guy asked me something about the local train and the rapid train and  blah and then he started talking about the mormons with us. he has a wonderful  view of the church thus far, he says our missionaries are always so happy and  well dressed and friendly. so we are doing our jobs apparently. he took a joseph  smith pamphlet and had a lot of interest in the pioneers. unfortunately, he didn't want to meet with the elders but we told him when church was and  everything good sisters are supposed to do. yay! we gave out another book of  mormon to a lady on the train but she lives in ikebukuro (not in our  area)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found lots of people but no appointments! augh!!! oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so  still on monday, i saw brown choro at the honbu ... he is back in australia by  now... he got sick and is serving in australia where he can see doctors.  something about heart problems. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still no sign of harris choro.  hes directly opposite from my side of the mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was hard, we  walked all day cuz we were in kichijoji but didn't have enough bikes. and hardle  shimai is CRAZY! we had to beg her to stop for lunch and we didn't even get to  stop for dinner. we ate at 10 back at the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we found lots of  people again that day so it was a good day. and we went to the temple because  president hill was in  a good mood and so he said we could go. we were in the  same session as the dying missionaries and so i got to see yasutani shimai again  and meet her family!!! wheeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night the takasaki sisters  stayed with us so they didnt have to get up at 4 to meet at the kichijoji eki [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;train station&lt;/span&gt;] at  the appointed time for transfers. 5 sisters in our apartment. it was fun lemme  tell ya. we played tetris with the futons. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS since this is my  apartment, i got to play mommy and take care of everyone and show them how to  use the shower and i washed the dishes and made breakfast in the morning. it was  fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i met my new comp. sister mcmurtrey from ohio. shes way nice  and genki [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fine, cool&lt;/span&gt;]. its her first time being senior comp...so we are both learning. the  mission is so young now! our new district leader is howe choro and hes only in  his 3rd transfer. he is co senior with nagata choro also in his 3rd  transfer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there is holt choro...who dies this transfer. old man. hee  hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, this will be a fun transfer! as this is howe choros home  ward, the whole ward is excited. i cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it. phew! just  in time too! well, i love and miss you all! tell John i say hi and sorry i never  wrote! im a loser. thats all. *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;halliday shimai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.  is kiana home!?! does anyone know!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-1074615008430530819?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/1074615008430530819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=1074615008430530819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/1074615008430530819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/1074615008430530819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/05/halliday-shimai-ate-natto-brave-soul.html' title='Halliday shimai ate NATTO!  Brave soul!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-3432684026264254536</id><published>2008-05-14T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:47:21.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I have more money?</title><content type='html'>ha. ok well...yeah i kinda do need it. i went to get my hair cut today and ended  up getting a straight perm so that my hair doesnt go poofy all the time as it  tend to do and is very annoying. it was 150 dollars. sorry! but i got my  dictionary and it was only 200...so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...this week there isnt  much to talk about since i talked to you on monday. district meeting was great  and i don't feel so wanpaku [lazy] for talking for an hour and a half to you all anymore  cuz darner choro talked for 3 and a half hours. between him and holt choro`s  trunkiness, they make an interesting companionship. holt choro keeps asking for  all my friends phone numbers (the girls) cuz he goes home in 8 weeks and he  lives in arizona. what a dorkface. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see...this week has been full  of finding...with few results. winter came back here too...i wore like 5 layers  of clothes the last two days and it was raining a fair amount. so streeting  wasn't effective...and no one was home. i concluded they were all hiding in the  department stores. *shrug* i bet if i had gone in there i would have found tara.  hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, we have a new investigator, jyo mei...i think her name  is...shes korean. shes way cute and fun. but thats about all i can say til we  meet her again later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats really all the news. sorry its short  and lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;sister halliday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-3432684026264254536?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/3432684026264254536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=3432684026264254536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/3432684026264254536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/3432684026264254536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/05/ha.html' title='Can I have more money?'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-5945020353613048481</id><published>2008-05-07T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:40:16.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pterodactyls in the park</title><content type='html'>well hello again all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still dont like japanese keyboards...but maybe by  the time i get home i will be used to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, this week a lot  happened so i will try to get it all in my email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first  off...WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!?! A TEMPLE IN GILBERT!?!?! why was i not informed?! I  heard it second hand from elder darner who was told by his mother. that is  crazy! and another one in thatcher!? what happened to arizona after i  left?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i myself just returned from the temple.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was tons of fun! we are only allowed to go once per transfer and  today was the day we chose. all of the shimai that i came into the field with  were there so it was a grand reunion...since you know...we havent seen each  other in 3 whole weeks =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. no allen, brown, or harris choro  though. i really miss harris choro. where is that kid?! i cant even remember  where he was assigned. oh well. he probaby saw howe choro at his zone  conference...maybe...and is probably baptizing his 6th investigator by now so he  has no time for silly things like p day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of howe choro, i am in  his home ward that he grew up in when he lived here. how about that. small  world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow the temple was amazing. the pictures are one hundred  percent photoshopped cuz there are power lines all over the place. but its still  pretty and SO quiet, even though its in the middle of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have  pictures to send home by the way. sorry its taken so long. i keep having to  print copies out for people and gone are the days of my missionary discount at  the bookstore. it costs a lot to print pictures now. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k moving on.  this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week we had SO many lessons. on tuesday we had 4 lessons  plus we still had to go out proselyting. lessons are far more tiring than  proselyting. we committed tanii san to baptism but the date is still shaky. she  is really having a problem with some of the committments but the point of  committing her to baptism wasnt to get a baptism but to keep her moving forward.  she wants to get baptised but always its `i will get baptized  someday`.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. that is not how it works. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is still really  struggling though so we are keeping the date on the down low and only informing  the necessary authorities because she is very afraid she wont make it. so just  pray for her k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for our lost less active...still no news. but she is  progressing. she has gone from atheism to she 70 percent belives in God. we have  taught her all the lessons so far and she is doing well. she prayed with us in  our lesson last night and it was a very good prayer. before she was very shy and  if she prayed for us at all it was like my prayers. short and sweet and often  she never asked for anything. last night she asked for help with her  studies...so she has much improved in pretty much every aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we want  her to come to the shibuya institute so she can start making friends with  members her age but she still is scared. she is like me...and goodness know i  wouldnt want to go to the shibuya institute even if the missionaries were with  me. do you KNOW how many people are in shibuya!?! so we are trying to figure out  what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she hasnt been to church but we belive that she would come if  she could...she has cram school every weekend. *sigh* the life of a japanese  teen. they are going to die. all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but long story short we have  much hope for Motoi chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our other lessons were with new investigators.  monday was interviews and that took up most of our day. we went to the park for  some finding but everyone was too busy for us. the last lady we talked to was  very nice and listened to us. we started (and by we i mean sister yasutani)  started to introduce joseph smith and before sister yasutani started to recite  the first vision, i thought to ask her if she belived prayers could be answered.  (back up...she belives in god already. score!) anyhow, so i asked and she said  no. then sister yasutani goes into the first vision and i notice that its  completely silent. so i payed closer attention to the surroundings and noticed  that sure enough, just as she finished with `kare ni kikinasai to iwareta`  people started walking by again and making noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister yasutani hadnt  noticed any of this of course and probably neither did the lady we were talking  to (satokawa san) but we were able to set another appointment to see her the  next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her lesson went well and we committed her to pray and read  the book of mormon. once again i felt compelled to ask her about prayers and  once again she said she didnt believe her prayers would be answered so we  assgined her to read enos and pray. we meet again with her  tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday...yeah we are back on tuesday again. after all our  lessons we had about 10 minutes to proselyte before we met with a recent convert  for her weekly lesson so we went out around the church and at the very last  second we found a sweet girl who was willing to hear us and meet with us again  for a lesson. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was a good day but alas...there must be  opposition in all things and we had to let one of our investigators go... Midori  kawa san. the old woman who came to church on the day of zone conference. i dont  know if i talked about her or not. anyhow, this was our third lesson and she  kept making excuses not to take the book of mormon and its always difficult to  set an appointment with her. so finally, i told her that our message came from  the book of mormon and that if she couldnt commit to read it, we couldnt help  her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said she wanted to learn from us but didnt think she could keep  commitments because her mind was elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to let her go and we  are still sad because of it. we sometimes feel like maybe we could have kept her  and maybe someday she would have taken the book of mormon but its too late now  because she never would give us solid contact info so we may never see her  again. but she has our number and the church meeting times so, if she is  prepared and we made a mistake, the Lord will lead her back to where she can  learn. thats all we can do really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really hard though because she  is such a sweet lady. shes 60 but full of life and energy. she always gives us  cards and candies when she sees us... we really will miss her. v.v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving  on. wednesday was mostly finding. we tried a new park...the pterodactyl park. so  called because the elders are always going on about a pterodactyl that lives  there. they say it is dangerous and not to be trifled with but of course that  always piques our curiosity. so we located the park and went yesterday. its a  beautiful park and much quieter than inokashira park so the people are all very  relaxed and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we found the pterodactyl...which is actual some kind  of goose that someone abandoned at the park about 3 years ago and now everyone  that goes there takes care of it. its not dangerous at all...its cute and  nice...but loud. we actually talked to the lady that takes care of it most of  the time. she loves animals and owns a rabbit hotel because rabbits are her  favorite animal. she is very friendly and is our newest contact! we are meeting  with her early next week. elder darner tells me we are forbidden to teach her  because she is the pterodactyls owner and so she must be dangerous too...but  elder darner is a dork face. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i got my hand sucked on by the koi  yesterday as well...which all the japanese kids though was the most fun ever. it  was a very fun day yesterday. and conveniently enough there is a christian  womens college near the park so we will be going back often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is my  week. soooooo busy! now for the small things that people will probably find  amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been here for 3 weeks and have eaten curry udon 7 times.  lucky for me my comp loves noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister yasutani wants to come visit  arizona cuz of all the stories i have told her about our family and our house.  the sheer size of our house is fascinating to her. hee hee. i also promised her  that if she comes to visit we can take a road trip together cuz she likes road  trips but none of her friends can ever go. i told her i am an expert at making  time for road trips in my ever so busy schedule. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got asked out by a  japanese guy today...that was awkward. actually he sent his american friend to  talk to me cuz he was apparently too shy...but in the end we got a referral for  the elders so as awkward as it was, it worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i love my  mamachari and i am so happy that i can bring it home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i got packed  onto the train like a sardine. i was tempted to lift my feet up and hang  there...but then i realized that i am too tall for that to actually work. yay  rush hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! there was an earthquake last night. it was pretty long  i am told. it was just enough to wake me up but i didnt know why i woke up until  sister yasutani told me this afternoon. *points to herself* beanchan...that  pretty much equals heavy sleeper =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i bought a pair of socks that  say `i want mail please!` hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, the moment you have all  been waiting for...phone calls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sunday is mothers day so you can  call me! 042-252-6936 is our number. call at 6pm sunday night and it will be  10am monday morning here. (thanks brittan for figuring out the time difference  and setting up an easy calling schedule for me =p i am a cheater ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom  i am sure you can figure out how to call...i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta  go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;halliday shimai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-5945020353613048481?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/5945020353613048481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=5945020353613048481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5945020353613048481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5945020353613048481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/05/pterodactyls-in-park.html' title='Pterodactyls in the park'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-6203849132382726147</id><published>2008-04-30T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T01:36:11.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday shimai can speak Japanese... but apparently can't speak English...</title><content type='html'>hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am actually emailing on p-day/ fancy that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  hate golden week cuz its just a week of festivals and everything is closed and  that means no mail. waaaaaaah. i am melting in despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, this week  was a good week because we had zone conference!!!so i got to see allen and brown  choro! its only been 2 weeks but i miss them tons!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harris choro is in  another zone so i didnt see him. bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw hardle shimai and adams  shimai though. they were my mtc senpai. hardle shimai and her comp slept over at  our apt cuz the conference was here in kichijoji and their area is 2 and a half  hours away. it was so much fun! i didnt know you had sleep overs on missions!  hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next tuesday is interviews too. what fun! i love  interviews...dunno why. but brittan told me to always look forward to interviews  so i am. i would have anyhow though. i always got mad in the mtc when i got  cheated out of an interview cuz larose choro had 45 minute interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, things are going pretty well here in kichijoji. yesterday was a  bad day for finding...and i learned how horrible my conversational skills are in  english...least i have an excuse for them to suck in japanese. but we were at  the park and i saw a girl who looked not japanese so i just walked up and  abruptly said `where are you from`. i didnt manage to salvage the conversation  later on either cuz she was a missionary and then suddenly i really didnt know  what to say. oh well. we had a good laugh about it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had amazing  lessons this week. no baptismal dates...but still good lessons. i wanted to set  a date with tanii san but soon after the lesson started it became apparent that  her faith isnt steady enough. so we committed her to read alma 7 and ponder what  the saviors atonement means for her personally. if all goes well we will set a  date with her next time we meet...which i think is tonight if she comes to  eikaiwa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we taught the law of chastity to rie chan on tuesday. that was  really hard! but shes been keeping the word of wisdom faithfully for a while now  and reading and praying and we spent time getting her to recognize how shes been  blessed through that even though she didn:t know why she was doing it when she  started. the law of chastity was still a big shock to her...she lives with her  boyfriend so we knew it was going to be a hard lesson. but she accepted the  challenge and is now working on the situation. phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motoi chans lesson  was interesting. we got quite a big shock in that one. motoi chan is sweet and  she keeps her commitments but she keeps them hesitantly. we studied ether 2 and  3 last night and talked about stretching our faith and we taught her how to pray  more meaningfully. (praying with an answer in mind and then asking if its  right). the concept made sense to her and so she accepted our challenge to try  to make her prayers more meaningful. then we brought up baptism and she told us  her mom told her she was already a member of this church. we were all three very  surprised and couldnt figure out how motoi chan could have forgotten being  baptized...but it is possible i guess as her mom is currently classified as a  former investigator. she could be a lost less active...we have to look into it  more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at any rate...motoi chan still doesnt see the importance of  baptism so we are working on that whether shes a member or not. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so  that is pretty much it. and my time is up again. sorry its so short. but thats  pretty much my week anyhow. lesson. i like lessons. they are quite  enjoyable...much more so than housing. wah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you are all doing  well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sister Jessica Biscuit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-6203849132382726147?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/6203849132382726147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=6203849132382726147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/6203849132382726147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/6203849132382726147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/04/halliday-shimai-cant-spak-japanese-or.html' title='Halliday shimai can speak Japanese... but apparently can&apos;t speak English...'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-1037546373087881468</id><published>2008-04-28T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:35:54.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese keyboards...Grrrrrr!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear people at home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how much i hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; keyboards. i`m not  going to capitalize anything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i keep turning the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kanji&lt;/span&gt; on.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grrrrrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i have 30 minutes still...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;double&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;grr&lt;/span&gt;. and its really hard  to type with this keyboard cover on. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;germiphobes&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, so things are  going well here in japan. there are a lot of people in my area which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kichijoji&lt;/span&gt;. i sent my mission map home so you can find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the  first time i have had to do email since i got here but i sent a letter today so  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;it'll&lt;/span&gt; explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you sent pictures of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;emily&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;amelia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;beckstead&lt;/span&gt; in the  mail &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i told you i cannot open attachments from my email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;gah&lt;/span&gt;. what to  say? too much to say for not having emailed for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my trainer is yasutani shimai&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. she's small and cute. this is her last transfer so she is  leaving me soon. sad day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kichijoji&lt;/span&gt;. but its so busy that riding  my bike is always scary. bikes here follow no kinds of laws, they can go  anywhere in any direction they please. its scary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i try to follow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;american&lt;/span&gt;  traffic laws like riding with traffic (on the proper side of the road of course)  but no one else follows those laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a very pretty park here  that is our favorite place to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;streeting.  &lt;/span&gt;[missionary speak for street contacting]  housing is less effective here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt;  no one is home from like 9am til about 10 at night.  [housing is missionary speak for door knocking]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have 3 progressing  investigators. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Motoi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;chan&lt;/span&gt; is the first. she is really sweet and really shy but  shes a good person. she keeps her commitments and has progressed from atheism to  what she calls "half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;believing&lt;/span&gt;". I call it believing but not knowing it. so we  are working on that. we are going to have her make a decision about baptism and  then pray about that decision instead of just baptism in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our  next investigator is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;tanii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;san&lt;/span&gt;. she is 40 and has a friend who is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;mormon&lt;/span&gt; who  lives in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;utah&lt;/span&gt;. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think she was a referral though, they just found her  through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;streeting&lt;/span&gt;. anyhow, she wants to be pure and has seen 2 baptisms now and  recognizes that the people are pure when they are baptized...but still wont get  baptized. what the heck!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are working on developing her testimony of  the atonement now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;rie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;chan&lt;/span&gt;. shes super cute and sweet too  and is keeping her commitments as well. we are moving towards baptism quickly  with her. next is the law of chastity...which could throw a wrench in things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt;  she lives with her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; basically it. this last p day  we went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Ghibli&lt;/span&gt; museum! WHEE!!! I  LOVE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;GHIBLI&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!! and conveniently  enough the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;musem&lt;/span&gt; is 10 minutes from our apt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my bike. I got a  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;mamachari&lt;/span&gt; which the elders make fun of me for but its WAY better than a mountain  bike. If its still alive in a year i wanna ship it home. can i?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;pweeeeeeeaase&lt;/span&gt;?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...time flies indeed. I am coming up fast on 6  months. (my official release date is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt; 21 in case anyone cares) and  yeah...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;brittan&lt;/span&gt; has 2 transfers left and i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;kiana&lt;/span&gt; is coming home this  transfer...or the same transfer as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;brittan&lt;/span&gt;. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;natalee&lt;/span&gt; is trainer already!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; wanna be trainer. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even wanna be senior. i can barely  keep track of my bike helmet! (which i faithfully wear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is zone  conference! I hope some of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;choro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;tachi&lt;/span&gt; are in my zone! I miss them! My  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;senpai&lt;/span&gt;, sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;hardle&lt;/span&gt; is coming to sleep over at our house tonight so they don:t  have to get up at 3 to make it to zone conference. (its here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;kichijoji&lt;/span&gt;  conveniently so we don:t have to get up early)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! sleepover! and in bed  at 10:30! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;! I have to go! We have to go pick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;hardle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;shimai&lt;/span&gt; and her  comp up at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;eki&lt;/span&gt;.  [train station]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry its short but such is life. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;'t think we  would get in to email til next p day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; this place is always crazy busy or closed. but  here we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. mom, i need recipes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; we have cooking class on  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;saturdays&lt;/span&gt;. send them asap please! thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;halliday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;shimai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-1037546373087881468?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/1037546373087881468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=1037546373087881468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/1037546373087881468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/1037546373087881468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/04/japanese-keyboardsgrrrrrr.html' title='Japanese keyboards...Grrrrrr!!!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-7719818231854170829</id><published>2008-04-24T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:25:11.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First letter from JAPAN!  Halliday shimai is in Kichijoji</title><content type='html'>I'm alive.  I'm OK.  I know that you haven't heard from me for a while.  There's only 1 place here to do email and it's closed like for the next MONTH!  If I'd known that was going to happen I would have waited last P day for a computer. (There are only 4 computers and it's the only approved place in the zone -_-)&lt;br /&gt;So, I think that you heard from President Hill...I am here and I am safe (if you don't count the fact that riding a bike here is like driving in LA) and I have got my new trainer.&lt;br /&gt;My trainer is Yasutani shimai.  She is from Sapporo and speaks English very well because she spent 3 years at BYU Hawaii.  Yasutani shimai is also only four and a half feet tall. :P&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately she is "dying" this transfer so I will never see my trainer again. :(&lt;br /&gt;[DYING IS MISSIONARY SPEAK FOR ENDING YOUR MISSION, NOT ENDING YOUR LIFE]&lt;br /&gt;I will also get the fun job of orienting my next senior companion with this area (which will be interesting because I only know 4 places here) and I will get to familiarize my comp with the investigators, PLUS, I will get to do all of the phone calls until said new companion has met all of the investigators or they will wonder who the heck is calling them!  WAH!&lt;br /&gt;So, my first area is Kichijoji.  There are tons of people here so it is one of the smallest areas in the Mission by radius.  We have two progressing investigators.  We had four but one is having parental approval issues and the other one just got "lost"...she just answers the phone every now and then and we suspect that she is more interested in converting us.&lt;br /&gt;So, our first investigator is Motoi chan.  She is really shy but really sweet.  When we first met her she did not believe in God at all but gas now progressed to the point where she says that she "half believes".  Personally, I think that she believes just fine because she keeps all of the commitments that we give her...we just have to get her to recognize that she believes.  We have gotten to the point where we have her thinking about baptism and she has been to church once, twice and this Sunday makes thrice.&lt;br /&gt;Our second investigator is Tanii san.  She has been a long progressing investigator, has been to two baptisms and recognizes how pure a person is after baptism.  Tanii san wants to be like that but doesn't think she can be baptized yet. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Tanii san doesn't always read the Book of Mormon, so we are still working on that issue.  Right now we are focusing on developing her testimony of the Atonement.  Unfortunately, as with any investigator who makes any progress at all...something has come up and she has been too busy to see us for like a week.  She still answers the phone when we call though.&lt;br /&gt;The investigator wit the parental issues is Erica.  She is 19 but she has developmental issues.  Even though she will be an adult in November, she will probably always live with her parents.  Her mind is fully developed however and she understands everything.  She loves everyone (especially her missionaries) and always wants to meet with us.  We have taught her everything but now that baptism is part of the picture, her Mom is not happy and we have not seen her for a week now.&lt;br /&gt;We have 4 new investigators, two of which show a lot of promise.  We teach one of them lesson 1 today, so we will see...&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite place to go finding is Inokashira Park.  It's a huge park with all kinds of people (and dogs).  People there aren't as busy as people on the streets, so they listen more.  I have taught about 12 lessons and have talked to probably at least 100 new people so far.  Two of the lessons I did on my own.  In the Tokyo Mission we have to teach every principle to a member by the end of our missions.  When we do it we get recognized at the next Zone Conference.  It helps us and it builds relationships with the members.  We have all of our mission to do it, but Yasutani shimai and I are working hard to finish before the next transfer. (Well...for me to finish..she has done it twice already)&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... what else?  I miss my choro tachi :(&lt;br /&gt;Zone Conference is next week so maybe I will see someone.  My District now is fun though.  Our District Leader is Elder Doying and our Zone Leaders are Elder Holt (he was in Brittan's MTC Zone...I know this cuz I got a letter from Brittan and for some odd reason, it ended up at the Elder's Apartment, so I was heavily interrogated before I got my letter -_-) and Elder Darner who is from Mesa. (Darner Chrysler/Jeep...that Darner)  I have actually met more people from Mesa here in Japan, than in the MTC.  Random.&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  My first day here we had English class.  The Elders were late so I had to teach the advanced class until they got there.  Basically, I killed time with self introductions. :P&lt;br /&gt;On P- Day we went to the Ghibli museum!!  Wheeee!!  It was so fun!!  I got to see all of the pretty concept art and animation cels and animation reels.  I have seen DVD extras about the extensive process of animation but seeing it first hand was insane.  30 seconds of film is like 25 feet long!  They also had a room that exhibited how to make stationary objects seem like they were moving...it reminded me of my stupid high school physics project...and then I heard Brittan saying "physics is everywhere" and then I remembered he needed to die.&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;Mom, we do a cooking class every other Saturday and we need yummy recipes.(fairly simple but not too much)  If you could email those and send hard copies, it would be much appreciated. Plus...I have to cook for myself now.  That's it!  And I have to speak in Sacrament this Sunday and I have to speak in Primary on Mother's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Halliday shimai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-7719818231854170829?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/7719818231854170829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=7719818231854170829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7719818231854170829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7719818231854170829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-letter-from-japan-halliday-shimai.html' title='First letter from JAPAN!  Halliday shimai is in Kichijoji'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-5223491902649118011</id><published>2008-04-20T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:25:09.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday Shimai is in Japan!!</title><content type='html'>Well, this is a post from Mom.  Jessica flew out of Salt lake on the morning of April 15, 2008 via Los Angeles to Tokyo, Japan.  We probably won't hear from her for a couple of weeks until she settles in to her new area and gets accustomed to all of those things that an active missionary needs to do.  We have been warned by the Mission Home that safe places to send email  in Tokyo are becoming harder to find and so Halliday shimai's emails may become intermittent.  I will keep you posted.  In the meantime, HALLIDAY SHIMAI IS IN JAPAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-5223491902649118011?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/5223491902649118011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=5223491902649118011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5223491902649118011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5223491902649118011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/04/halliday-shimai-is-in-japan.html' title='Halliday Shimai is in Japan!!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-7542629678688747753</id><published>2008-04-08T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T08:01:00.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only ONE WEEK to go and counting!!</title><content type='html'>Ok gotta make this fast..my goodness...I'll be glad to have an hour for email  when I get to the field. But sometimes Brittan gets only half an hour so I  dunno. I'll just be optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, in answer to earlier  questions. Ward choro is just as concerned about Smith choro as Brown is about  Allen...but he's not as cute about it. He's offered to give him like 5 blessings  in the last 2 weeks. Unfortunately people from Utah (like my companion) are  stubborn, doctor fearing people. So long story short...he never got a blessing  and he never went to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday I was sick of it so,  being the shimai that I am...I went down to the health center and MADE an  appointment for Smith choro and Ward choro MADE him keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he  leaves at 2 and at 3 he's not back. At 4 he's not back. We take Beaufort shimai  to the health center at 4:20 cuz she sprained her foot and lo and behold there  is Ward choro. about an hour later we find smith and ward choro in the bookstore  and Smith choro...drum roll please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has Pneumonia and is being delayed a  week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serves the dork right for not listening to everyone 2 weeks  ago....but I still feel bad for him. I'm not gonna lie. That REALLY  sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually at the current moment I'm fasting...is it legal to fast  for like 3 different purposes cuz I am. One of them is me...I figure I'll have  more time to pack if I don't eat =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see...what else? GAH! I  always forget my letters so in the half hour I have with the little red clock  ticking in the corner I can never remember what's going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is sad  that  a missionary got beat up in Mesa. Gosh some people are stupid. *shakes  head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote you all a letter conference weekend and have a package to  mail you all. You'll probably get several packages but only one is really for  you. the rest is my stuff. I have to send it in several packages because the  bookstore is retarded and doesn't carry boxes...so I have to work off of what  gets left laying around the Residence Hall. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I  can't believe you all slept through conference! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!?!?! That  was probably the most amazing conference ever! And the entire first session was  directed at YOU. Seriously...There were red letters over all the speakers heads  that said "Halliday family, pay attention" ( Family says: WE DIDN'T SLEEP THROUGH THE WHOLE THING!! HONEST!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me the most amazing part  of conference was the sustaining of President Monson of course. When they had  everyone stand in their individual capacities and they had the Elders Quorum  members stand up, everyone around me stood up excitedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around  at the faces of all my elders and in that moment if I ever had a doubt the  church was true it would have been gone. There was literally a light shining in  the faces of each one of them and a look in their eyes that told me that they  knew they were sustaining a Prophet of God and that they knew exactly why they  were there on a mission. They all excitedly, but reverently raised their hands  and I was soooooooo proud of them. Those were MY elders! They were adorable! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I know how mommies feel now =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got to stand up and  I felt that same light within me and it felt like I was gonna explode! Then I  got to stand WITH them and I've never been so proud in my life. I love all my  elders and I've never met better young men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of, Elder Harris  wants to know why you haven't written him...he's kinda bummed =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got  real flight plans on Friday. I leave at 5am. My flight from SLC leaves at 8:30  and I have only a 2 hour layover in LA. I have no idea how calling home  works...honestly. They haven't addressed the issue yet. I know that Brittan  called from San Francisco...and Natalee called from SLC...(probably cuz SF was  her last stop =P) So I don't know. Is it possible to camp out by the phone? My  flight from LA leaves at 11:30 (your time of course cuz daylight savings....) so  I guess the earliest I'll call is 4am =P and the latest I'll call is 11:30) I'll  try to get info to you as soon as I can but I don't know what's going on! Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of flight plans, the April fool's joke went off AMAZINGLY  and all the choro tachi want us dead. I'm sending the memory cards with the  package. I used 2 2 gig cards cuz its all video =P Enjoy. Oh, and remember what  I told you about the Canon software on the computer and the lagging video. So  try to use the canon software somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I'm going to Japan in exactly  a week. Crazy. We have so much to do. We're doing laundry right now and then  haircuts and packing. (oh boy) I'm not taking my coat...mail it to me in the  field. I'm pretty tough now. It snowed yesterday and I was walking around in  short sleeves. (I love the new shirts by the way! but I need white undershirts  for some of them cuz they're a little see through. just white cap sleeve shirts  from down east basics are fine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I'm so excited...but I'm really  gonna miss my choro. I can't write Allen, brown, Howe, or Harris choro in the  field cuz they're in my mission. I'll write everyone else though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was  really surprised. Ward choro is really concerned about never seeing any of us  again. I told him he couldn't get rid of me that easily...just ask Brittan. His  face brightened up after that. It's true too...no one gets rid of me.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ward choro is a really sweet kid. He just doesn't show it much...but I  think of all the choro, he's the most loyal. He's awesome. Ok well...they're all  awesome. I LOVE THEM ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta go. time's up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you,  can't wait to talk to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Biscuit shimai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-7542629678688747753?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/7542629678688747753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=7542629678688747753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7542629678688747753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7542629678688747753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/04/only-one-week-to-go-and-counting.html' title='Only ONE WEEK to go and counting!!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-5884462439860932848</id><published>2008-04-06T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T23:05:33.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLIGHT PLANS!</title><content type='html'>I GOT MY FLIGHT PLANS!&lt;br /&gt;'Bout time.  Seriously.  I knew I'd leave the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MTC&lt;/span&gt; but until you have flight plans there is no way out.  I am sitting here listening to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;EFY&lt;/span&gt; music, wishing I could sing along...but I can't because I have laryngitis!  Of all the cruel twists of fate! -_-&lt;br /&gt;I got some freak chest cold or something on Tuesday night.  My sinuses weren't packed up or anything but my throat was killing me and it hurt from my neck to the middle of my chest.  They did a strep test but it was negative.  The doctor was concerned though that it was already in my chest (my chest was kinda tight and my cough came from my chest).  So he gave me some mega antibiotics and told me no gym for a week -_- and no talking for three days.  Today is the first day that I am allowed to talk but I can't sing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; my voice sucks.  The sad thing?  It's conference today!  That means hymns and prelude hymns all day! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WAH&lt;/span&gt;! :(&lt;br /&gt;So, let's see.  Obviously I got your package.  Thanks for the shirts!  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lub&lt;/span&gt; them :)  And those were REALLY good gummy bears!  Oh yes, and April Fool's went wonderfully.  I am sending the memory cards so that you can see.  Enjoy.  Some of the videos are better than others.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.  I'll call the home phone but as of now, I don't know when I'll get to call home.  I think they will tell us more later... but it might be the Sunday before I leave... *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;We report to the travel office at 5am, our plane leaves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; at 8:25am and we only have a 2 hour layover in LA...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone going to Fukuoka, Hiroshima,  Nagoya, Sendai or Sapporo is flying out the day before us and they are going through San Francisco on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;JAL&lt;/span&gt;.  What do we get? DELTA!  '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Scuse&lt;/span&gt; me while I go pout in a corner. -_-&lt;br /&gt;So what else is there to talk about?  Flight plans are pretty much the hot topic now. I am excited to be a solo sister for a while!  My companions will be Brown and Allen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;choro&lt;/span&gt; and Harris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;choro&lt;/span&gt; by default because his comp is already gone.  So, my travel companions will be those three and me.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;WOOT&lt;/span&gt;!  I get to hang out with the Elders and they can't tell me to go away!  Actually, they never do anyhow.  Have I mentioned that I love my Elders?&lt;br /&gt;Today was the coolest experience of my life.  We just got back from the first session of c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;onference&lt;/span&gt; and when they called the Elders Quorums to stand and sustain President &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Monson&lt;/span&gt; as the prophet, they all (literally) jumped out of their seats with smiles on their faces and their hands shot excitedly in to the air.  I have never known a better group of young men in my life.  I am so, so, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; proud of them.  Conference was AMAZING of course.  Fastest two hours of my life.  Quite obviously the theme was family in this session, but it was so easily applied to missionary work.  I learned tons.  I'd tell you about it but there is honestly too much to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, that's really all you are going to get out of me!  I need to study before the sisters meeting. (so much for partying during Priesthood session)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-5884462439860932848?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/5884462439860932848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=5884462439860932848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5884462439860932848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5884462439860932848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/04/flight-plans.html' title='FLIGHT PLANS!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-2337153182175796823</id><published>2008-04-01T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T07:18:27.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday shimai is burning up the phone lines and getting revenge on the choro tachi</title><content type='html'>WAAAAAAAAAAH! CLARISSA IS A MOMMY!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad  sugar is going to die soon...but really, I thought it had happened long ago...  poor doggie. v.v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so there is much to tell and much to respond to so  let's see how far I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off...I have like no time to write  letters! All my letters to friends are short. And if her letters to Tim are  really longer than mine to him then that girl won't live to come off her mission  now that I think about it because she only writes me like half a page every  month. GRRRR. I write like 9 every p-day and I still have to study and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So biggest news of all. Last night in the  RC I made 33 calls and of those 33 at least 9 people picked up. The first one  did NOT help my case at all as they kept laughing at me and thinking I was their  daughter playing an april fool's joke. They were old people from Florida...now I  think I see why there was such a problem with the votes in Florida back in  2000...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well. Smith choro...being the bossy district leader that  he is told me that I had to talk to at least 3 people or he wouldn't let me log  off. Logically, I don't know how he really could have prevented me from doing so  but I like him so I listen to him. *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of smith choro...the  elders all found out yesterday that I'm the oldest one in the district (only by  a week mind you but they never give Webb Shimai crap -_-) So they keep telling  me how old I am and when they contact me during practices they ask me about Adam  and Eve.  Jerks -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are all lucky I love them. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's  see...what else. Oh yeah. Our classroom moved on Friday. We're now on the 5th  floor of 18M as if that means anything to anyone. It means 5 flights of stairs 5  times a day for us...plus the 4 to our residence hall. We can actually see our  residence from our classroom building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest bummer about the new  classroom is that there are no windows. However, there are very large windows in  the hallway and on Sunday we all gathered there for personal study to watch the  snow fall. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...it snowed on Sunday. It was quite the surprise but it  was also quite enjoyable. We walked to the temple anyhow with Harris, Ward, and  Sugihara choro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I love my elders? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes...Smith  and Allen choro were quite sick this week. We shimai tried to get Smith choro to  go to the doctor but HE WON'T LISTEN. Stupid stubborn district leader!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  think he's got bronchitis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he's feeling better he says and I must  admit he sounds a little better. *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen choro got lots of sleep  and sounds tons better. He's got a wonderful companion who doesn't want him to  die. Apparently Brown choro kept telling him not to die all night and Brown  choro is pretty adamant about telling Allen choro to go home and sleep. Allen  choro is not as stubborn as Smith choro...who is right behind me now actually.  Where did he come from!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow moving on what else is going on here? Ah  yes. Today is april fools day and we shimai have a trick we're going to play. We  borrowed flight plans from someone in our residence hall and we're photocopying  them today and we're going to put them in the mailbox. Since flight plans are  supposed to come anytime this week I'm sure everyone will get excited...over the  whole lot of nothing. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...shimai are evil. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't do  nearly as much as the elders do in their residence hall. Last night they built a  fort (which I suppose is well within the rules and we could do too...but most of  what the elders do usually isn't so within the rules as you can probably guess)  But we shimai can have fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Brittan has a baptism coming up on  Saturday! They met this guy, Sato-san, Last monday, and the lessons went SO well  they had him committed the following Sunday! I know this isn't Brittan's email  but seeing as how I'm going to Japan in like 2 weeks its VERY  exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of leaving. No I haven't thought about packing. Do you  think I HAVE that kind of time? There's a reason we get next p-day set aside for  packing...which by the way means I won't be writing letters. But hey, in 2 weeks  I'll get to call you! How cool will that be?! Are you excited? you better be. I  think I'll probably call mom's phone and it could potentially be early in the  morning so make sure you answer. I'll let you know more details when I can...I  don't know exactly how calling home works yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all. All I  can think of for now anyways. I'll look through my journal today and write  anything I may have forgotten. I'm on page 100 in my journal already!  whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes...and if anyone sees Dallin, tell him I say happy birthday.  I know its late but what can you do when you can only write on P-day. I don't  have his address anyhow and HE hasn't sent me a letter... (which is probably why  I dont' have his address)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's that! I gotta go write to Clarissa  now! WHEE!!! I'M SO EXCITED!!! *dances*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait...dancing isn't allowed  in the MTC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Halliday shimai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-2337153182175796823?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/2337153182175796823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=2337153182175796823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/2337153182175796823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/2337153182175796823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/04/halliday-shimai-is-burning-up-phone.html' title='Halliday shimai is burning up the phone lines and getting revenge on the choro tachi'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-7037870995252400323</id><published>2008-03-25T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:58:33.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone calls! Halliday shimai makes phone calls! Wow, she's terrified of making phone calls...</title><content type='html'>Dear Fambly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Clarissa is almost a mommy...I think that I think about that  at least once a day. I have only gotten one letter from Clarissa here though  *cough cough* and i&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-kR3xJrBdI/AAAAAAAAAE0/00zJjIRgFEI/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-kR3xJrBdI/AAAAAAAAAE0/00zJjIRgFEI/s320/IMG_0706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181692496050849234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t was at the beginning of my stay here so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  new shimai are doing swimmingly. We've gone from flashlights at 10:31 to  complete silence from 10:15 to 10:30. Sometimes its a little sad being a  shimai...you're more expected to keep the rules than the elders and you KNOW  they're in their residence halls having sleep overs. (yeah...the elders dragged  all their mattresses into one room the other night and had a sleep over.  needless to say...they were completely useless the next day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I don't  know WHAT is up with the postal service. It sucks and I don't understand it at  all. I'm glad Aubrey finally got my letter cuz I got the letter on Friday that  told me to send her one and I was like "I wrote one two weeks ago!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  now you tell me Yoo Jin didn't get one?!? AUGH! I sent Yoo Jin one at the same  time as Didi! Someone please explain that! And comfort her and tell her I still  love her please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a letter from Natalee this week. I think that girl  only writes when she has pictures she can send. lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my choro tachi  absolutely love yo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-kRbhJrBcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ljVRWLATphM/s1600-h/IMG_0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-kRbhJrBcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ljVRWLATphM/s320/IMG_0690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181692010719544770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u mommy. Larose choro is silly and thinks that you are now in  competition with his mom...I think what he hasn't realized is that for every  package he's gotten I've gotten like 3 and they're for the district...and he  never shares his. I think he's made the connection between food and popularity  though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I ashamed of buying my popularity? No. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harris  choro loved the letter and I think he's planning on writing back today actually.  Apparently Sullivan choro now thinks he should write because he was personified  on the front of the letter. My choro tachi are weird man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love  Smith choro to death. But he can't be my favorite anymore because there are too  many other choro tachi to choose from. Ward choro has been on the list for a  while now...he's been really nice and he totally saved my butt on Sunday when  Larose choro imformed me at the last minute that he never practiced his piano  and didn't want to play in Sacrament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one in our branch can play  without practicing a little...there's just no one like that here. (the Mormon  moms have been neglecting their duty) Anyhow, Ward choro offered to play even  though he hadn't practiced. Which reminds me...I need to inform Allen choro its  his turn to play this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter here really wasn't that different.  Weird huh? The janitor in our building set up an easter egg hunt for us on  Saturday...but surprisingly on Sunday, none of the talks changed. I think the  atonement was mentioned like once...and then once in our individual interviews  with the Branch Presidency. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-kQghJrBbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PEx8wgcn2zA/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-kQghJrBbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PEx8wgcn2zA/s320/IMG_0674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181690997107262898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather however was  BEAUTIFUL and we shimai went up to the temple for a walk. We ended up whining  about the field not being open cuz we're tired of the gym but every time I think  about it, I think of Elder VanLeishout (Brittan's old comp)... "THE FIELD WILL  NOT OPEN! THEY SAY IT WILL BUT IT WON'T! IT'S A LIIIIIIIIIIE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess  flight plans actually aren't coming until next Wednesday. Grrrrr. What the  lame!? Oh well. *sigh* I'm so ready to get out of here. Not that I don't love it  here but I've seen the same food rotation like 6 times! ugh! (thanks for the  soup by the way. it helps muchly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided I'm going to be totally  lost when I get to Japan anyhow so if I went tomorrow I probably wouldn't miss  the last 2 weeks here anyways =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, so we got a new choro in our  district. Sugihara choro. He was in a threesome...and since Howe choro left  early, we had a threesome in our district and Sugihara choro is leaving early so  it all worked out I guess. It's definitely an adjustment having him in here  though. We're all really laid back and he's pretty serious. He's really fun when  he wants to be...but sometimes he just doesn't understand the things we say.  Can't think of any examples right off...but he's just not as laid back. Still,  we all like him and he's fluent of course so people can stop asking me questions  I don't know the answer to. (seriously...why do they ask me anyhow? Ward choro  is better than me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, oh! The  big news of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the RC last night and I made 4 phone  calls! No one actually answered and Williams choro says they don't count...but  they do and he can just go to the celestial kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made one, and  Smith choro wouldn't let me log off until I had done one more. So then I did one  grudgingly and he wouldn't let me log off again. And again! I ended up logging  off when he was distracted...since it was past time anyhow. He says I have to do  eight next week. Stupid district leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really I love him of  course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all my choro tachi! They're so amazing! We've already made  plans to go houseboating on Lake Powell when we come home. It'll be weird though  cuz we'll probably all keep calling each other Elder and Sister and the girls  will probably claim one half of the house boat and the elders take the other.  And we'll probably all wake up at 6:30 for personal study and set aside half an  hour for swimming...and probably begin and end with a prayer...if we even dare  go swimming...the devil might get us =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...oh well.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-kSixJrBeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YlQNDU1jjKQ/s1600-h/IMG_0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-kSixJrBeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YlQNDU1jjKQ/s320/IMG_0720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181693234785224162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow,  the shimai are in a different district but our same zone. The kohai all get  their own districts cuz it would throw everyone off if half your district left  for Japan. And no. Perkins shimai is leaving with her group. Not ours. I think she was just  confused when we talked to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have two minutes left so I better  go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing for future reference. When you take things off the SD  card, if you used the canon software from my camera, the videos won't lag. That  of course depends though on if you can use the other canon camera to upload the  pic cuz it won't work without a canon camera. I don't know if that one even  works anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow! Gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all! really  really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and dad. you're gonna laugh at this...but I've been wanting to  go fishing for like a week now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-7037870995252400323?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/7037870995252400323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=7037870995252400323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7037870995252400323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7037870995252400323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/03/phone-calls-halliday-shimai-makes-phone.html' title='Phone calls! Halliday shimai makes phone calls! Wow, she&apos;s terrified of making phone calls...'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-kR3xJrBdI/AAAAAAAAAE0/00zJjIRgFEI/s72-c/IMG_0706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-652368427947234676</id><published>2008-03-18T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:58:34.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday shimai is humbled...well sort of!</title><content type='html'>Dear Fambly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots to write and I wanna TRY to respond to your many  questions mom so lets get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harris Choro isn't our district  leader anymore, it's Smith choro now...and I'll probably start gushing about how  much I love Smith choro in a little bit here but I'll try to refrain for  now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, yes, our TRC lessons are in Japanese now and I'm not gonna  lie...they suck. It's not as bad as Brittan made it sound...he made it sound  like we'd never be able to do it. But I'm of course better at Japanese than he  was any&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-ALUSHuLvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2MCoxkOVhhk/s1600-h/IMG_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-ALUSHuLvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2MCoxkOVhhk/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179152014565584626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how so yeah. He sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this week we began teaching lesson  two in Japanese. That's a pretty intense lesson. So many new vocab words like  "reikai" (spirit world) and "fukkatsu" (ressurection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry the  weather in Arizona got cold again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wait...I'm not. You know  WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUZ IT FLIPPING SNOWED HERE ON SUNDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I had hope  MAYBE the fields were gonna open cuz I'm getting tired of the gym...and it  snows. Elder VanLieshout was right...the fields will never open. (that was  brittan's old comp by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Brittan's comps...Elder  VanLieshout just got tranferred and Brittan's new comp is none other than Elder  Stokes, who happens to be Elder Brown's best friend...or as he says "best mate"  cuz he's an aussie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah....that's pretty crazy and Brittan was  pretty excited about it. but this letter isn't about Brittan...it's about ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harris choro reminds me of Brittan too by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.  Harris Choro...he would like you to write him. Because he's a dork and he's  jealous of my cute and brightly colored envelopes. I say if you write  him...spray the letter with febreeze or something too cuz he was also  complaining that the other elders get scented letters. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MTC is just  as amazing as it was before and always will be. You should know that by now. My  Japanese is going pretty well and my teaching is coming along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One bad  thing about starting out ahead in Japanese is that no one really cares if you  improve... Everyone sings Webb Shimai's praises and then they are like "oh..and  Sister Halliday...well yeah....she can speak...like always" grrrrrrrrrr.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Bro Farnsworth yesterday told Smith and Ward choro how  great Webb shimai is doing and then told them "And Sister Halliday can speak  like always" I was like "AUGH! WHY EVEN MENTION ME!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ok  actually...I don't care. I'm glad Webb shimai is improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-AJPiHuLuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/t7u80UFr638/s1600-h/IMG_0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-AJPiHuLuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/t7u80UFr638/s320/IMG_0722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179149733937950434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I can't  do it anymore...I'm going to gush about Smith choro again. I do it every night  when I get home. I walk in and I'm like "I LOVE SMITH CHORO!!! HE'S AMAZING!!!"  ...and then everyone laughs at me. But seriously! The kid is  amazing!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a GREAT district leader and he takes his calling very  seriously. I love how much concern he shows for EVERYONE in the district.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching has been pretty hard for me and contacting even worse cuz I  freeze at the door so I asked him for a blessing the other day. He gave me a  hard time about my middle name at first but he gave me a blessing all the same  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been much better. It's still WAY scary to talk to people  but I can do it somewhat easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smith choro wrote my middle name down  too and has it taped to his planner. He studies it every night during language  study. haha. I'm telling you, the kid is AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calls me mom all the  time and tries to delegate upon me the responsibility of planning activities  (like what time we're going to the temple). When I do it he tells the district  and then says "thanks mom" =P&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-AHPyHuLtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/U53VYdoCIiA/s1600-h/IMG_0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-AHPyHuLtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/U53VYdoCIiA/s320/IMG_0680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179147539209662162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a good kid and I'm glad he's going to  Nagoya and not Tokyo so I can still write him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we're fasting.  It's really hard to fast on P-day I've discovered and it's only 7:45!  Aiyah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its for a good purpose. Larose choro found out yesterday  that he might not go to Japan cuz he had to have that surgery on his butt. (I  mentioned it on the tape but I don't know if you could understand at all)  Anyhow, he's officially off a bike for two years and as we all know...Japan  kinda revolves around bikes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's pretty upset and says that if he  can't go to Japan he's going home. We all decided yesterday to have a district  fast for him so that's what we're doing. I think it'll be good for all of us  because this is probably one of the most intense things we've fasted for in our  lives and for me at least...its the first time I've fasted not on Sunday.  (probably not the last I'm sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, keep him in your  prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K that's really all. I have about 5 minutes for some  housecleaning items...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaban brand ichigo milk pretzels are WAY better  than Pocky and cheaper too...with more per pack. Brittan sent me some for  girls/white day and they are amazing! I believe they have them at Lee Lee so try  them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the books yesterday and they're so amazingly fun! My  Japanese is getting better already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the letters from Aubrey's  primary class. I'd like to write everyone back but I might not have time. We'll  see. I'm writing a general primary letter today though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and  mom...you mentioned that my bangs looked like they had been cut by a beaver...k.  embarrassing story time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So two weeks ago we're in our room on P-day and  Sis Beaufort is cutting HER bangs and I decide MINE are way too long. So I  decide to cut them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I cut them a little short but I was like "Not  TOO bad..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm...the ELDERS asked if I got a haircut. You KNOW it's bad  when the Elders notice... *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...I learned my  lesson...or maybe not. I wasn't gonna put my name on the appointment list at the  hair salon and wait two weeks just for my bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've grown out and  they look ok now...aside from looking like a beaver cut them apparently. Thanks  mom -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K well that's it. Enjoy the amazing Arizona  weather!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sister Halliday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-652368427947234676?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/652368427947234676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=652368427947234676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/652368427947234676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/652368427947234676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/03/halliday-shimai-is-humbledwell-sort-of.html' title='Halliday shimai is humbled...well sort of!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R-ALUSHuLvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2MCoxkOVhhk/s72-c/IMG_0741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-933961596716384004</id><published>2008-03-11T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:58:35.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday Shimai, Musical Peacemaker and Volleyball  Demon</title><content type='html'>Hello again family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I tried to write a list of what I wanted to  talk about today but I left in the classroom. blah -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm winging it  again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, first off, I'm SORRY I didn't get time to write a real  letter yesterday. I wrote one for Aubrey and its going into the mail&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9ogCCHuLlI/AAAAAAAAADM/7Sk3uzVe-yU/s1600-h/IMG_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9ogCCHuLlI/AAAAAAAAADM/7Sk3uzVe-yU/s320/IMG_0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177485940916891218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today along  with a tape and my memory card so look forward to that. I hope you can make  sense of the tape because I recorded it over like a period of 3 weeks. and the  speed changes randomly too...sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, last p-day we went to do  sealings in the temple. I've never done sealings (as any of you might know) but  it was amazing! I loved every second of it. And we had the nicest old couple  helping out. She couldn't kneel for too long but she held out as long as she  could so that we missionaries could do as many names as we could. (we're only  allowed to be children of course) We got to see a couple of husband wife  sealings too. It was amaaaaaaaazing! I'm so excited for...a year and a half from  now. or more. However long it takes me to get married. I thought of Clarissa and  Jacob and how they're going to have a family in like....less than a month...or  about a month. Anyhow it was sooooo exciting. I'm all growed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday  night was a VERY eventful night. Since we got done with the temple early, the  shimai went to dinner BEFORE choir so between choir and the devotional we had  extra time and went back to our room. We returned a little bit late to the  devotional and they were already singing prelude hymns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked in,  looking at my feet so I didn't trip down the stairs...and everyone stood up  suddenly. I was like "whaaa...." So I looked up and Elder Holland was walking  into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He chastised us for stopping singing and we all laughed  and continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Holland is AMAZING!!! He is sooooooooooooooo funny  you wouldn't even believe! He was comparing missionaries to super heroes and he  was up on the stand pretending to be flying around. It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He  gave an amazing talk about our purpose as missionaries and the purpose of Preach  My Gospel. After his talk I don't see what ANY missionary would have to fear  about inadequacy. But that's just me. Beaufort shimai and I were talking the  other day about how so many people can get so many things out of a talk and its  crazy. That's why devotional review is always so fun, because you can talk to  your district about what you all got out of the talk and its all  different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been quiet this week but we're getting 2 new  shimai tomorrow! We're so excited! We already made their beds and wrote them  notes telling them welcome and we're picking them up to take them to dinner  tomorrow night too. (the cafeteria is INSANE on wednesdays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9oi6yHuLnI/AAAAAAAAADc/Dkv5t6az-lE/s1600-h/IMG_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9oi6yHuLnI/AAAAAAAAADc/Dkv5t6az-lE/s320/IMG_0757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177489114897722994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relations  between the Korean missionaries and Japanese missionaries have been strained  lately. It's some grudge that carries over from gym. The Shimai are getting  really worked up over it. I feel like a hippie always telling the choro-tachi to  be nice and love the Koreans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Korean missionaries are all VERY  nice...which I'm sad to say surprised me too because they're all ball hogs in  the gym and I must say I didn't like them much either =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we tried  this week to focus on improving our relationships and now we're greeting each  other in the halls in Korean and they're speaking Japanese. It's great. The  Elders are all so nice. And I finally have their respect in the gym so they set  the ball to me and I spike it...or attempt to. And all that good stuff. It's  fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my first act as music coordinator I devised a plan to sing  Called to Serve as a zone every saturday night after closing activities. We  usually do that so I went over to zone 27 (the other japanese zone) and invited  them. They gladly accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that wasn't enough for me...so behind  the choro-tachi's back, I went and invited the Koreans to join us too. They  weren't happy about that but luckily they didn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if  it didn't affect anyone else, it affected us shimai. We couldn't stop  smiling....it was hard to sing we were smiling so big. There were so many  voices!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I'm mixing it up. I'm having us all sing in our  mission language the first verse and then second verse in english so we're all  unified. I'm also going upstairs to recruit the cambodian and laotian  missionaries. We WILL have the whole building singing before I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  let's see. That's all I can remember of the amazing stuff. But let me tell  you...it was AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassing stories? Well Larose choro has been  wanting to meet Farnsworth Sensei for weeks now so to tease him I started  telling him stuff like "Farnsworth Sensei has eyes that are so blue they can  pierce your soul"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Long story short...Larose choro told him and I  had an appointment with farnsworth sensei last night. I was embarrassed to go.  *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was daijoubu though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what else?  I'm always doing something dumb at some point or another. The other night the  elders were knocking on the classroom window. I couldn't see because of the  reflection on the window so I got up to look outside and apparently Harris choro  had his butt in the window. That caused the choro tachi to laugh for about 10  minutes. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9ogniHuLmI/AAAAAAAAADU/xKmJD-Fhb-w/s1600-h/IMG_0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9ogniHuLmI/AAAAAAAAADU/xKmJD-Fhb-w/s320/IMG_0685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177486585161985634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Harris choro. He's jealous of my brightly  colored letters and wants one too. I don't think he actually expects that you  would send one but if anyone is ever bored...Elder Harris likes my brightly  colored envelopes. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you can tell the bishop that this week it  has been my goal to say thank you to every employee here. Let me tell you...the  cafeteria worker who is emptying the trash can gets very surprised when you walk  by and say thank you. Kinda sad actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE it here!!! The weather  has been so nice and we're having a picnic today! Curry for everyone! (Brittan  sent me some instant curry and rice so I have enough to share with my shimai!)  YAAAAAAAAAY Picnics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're also eating dinner at the temple cafeteria cuz  we're sick of the MTC food...even though its PROBABLY the same but its not  packed with protien for those going to&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9oevyHuLkI/AAAAAAAAADE/Rq5fo3YP1Qg/s1600-h/IMG_0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9oevyHuLkI/AAAAAAAAADE/Rq5fo3YP1Qg/s320/IMG_0702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177484527872650818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; places like Africa where they'll lose  weight. -_- *has gained 10 pounds officially*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The field isn't open yet  but I have faith that it will open soon. And then we can play SAND volleyball!  and Ultimate frisbee! And we can get our butts kicked by they Brazilians in  soccer! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got 2 minutes so I gotta wrap up! I miss you all  and the aminals too! And Mesa! .....cept maybe not the temp. It's pretty nice  here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Jacob...if you're reading this. Happy late  birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sister Halliday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-933961596716384004?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/933961596716384004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=933961596716384004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/933961596716384004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/933961596716384004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/03/halliday-shimai-musical-peacemaker-and.html' title='Halliday Shimai, Musical Peacemaker and Volleyball  Demon'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9ogCCHuLlI/AAAAAAAAADM/7Sk3uzVe-yU/s72-c/IMG_0673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-7812576455462332377</id><published>2008-03-04T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:58:36.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha Ha! Halliday Shimai is the MUSIC COORDINATOR!</title><content type='html'>Hello family. It's me again. I'm sure you are not surprised. hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well  this week has been CRAZY and I hope that I can remember all the stuff that  happened when I have a timer counting me down in the corner there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9okpyHuLpI/AAAAAAAAADs/y34Yy_kfUas/s1600-h/IMG_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9okpyHuLpI/AAAAAAAAADs/y34Yy_kfUas/s320/IMG_0679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177491021863202450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First  off, I got a letter from TIM!!! It was so exciting! He's coming home soon he  says so I don't need his address anymore...if I ever even asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...oh and mom I got your letter. Thanks for the concern but  really I'm fine... When I say something makes me want to cry I don't mean  literally. Well, except for the guy in the RC but that was cuz we were sad for  HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the RC. Last night we talked to a guy who wanted to know  what made our church different from others. Easy question right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah  cept he phrased it like this, "Why mormonism?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like  "duhhhhhhhhh....why not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't really say that but such an  ambiguous question deserves an ambiguous answer. It kinda reminded me of a  speaker we had at a fireside when I first got here. He was talking about how  easy it was to share the Gospel and he said that often times he just asks people  if they are members of the church and when they say no he asks "Why  not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty simple? Yeah... don't think I'll be going and doing that  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday Webb shimai and I had to make the long trek to the  BYU health center. That's the third time we've been there and I'm seriously  starting to wonder WHAT on earth the health center here CAN do if they keep  sending us there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're getting used to seeing people without nametags  now since we go there so often haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get bored sitting around and  waiting there so we practice our contacting on all the BYU students sitting in  there. It's kind of amusing, specially since they don't speak Japanese and here  we are rattling off Japanese that probably isn't even correct. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're  probably wondering why we go to the health center so often. It's not that big of  a deal really. First it was cuz webb shimai and I had colds...then it was cuz I  had a sty that was apparently "caused by stress". Yeah...no one could figure  that one out cuz I'm the most laid back of everyone in my room. And then this  last time I had to go pick up a perscription for a sleep aid cuz with so much  Japanese being crammed into my head all day I can't sleep at night cuz it's  buzzing around in there and I just lay awake ALL night making sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helps my Japanese....but not really my body haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhow I  took the medicine last night and I was out. It was soooo nice to sleep through  the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Senpai left this morning. We only have 3 girls in our room  now. Weirdness. It's really quiet but we've already claimed the empty closets.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howe choro and Osterloh Shimai left with them because they are  fluent already. So Beaufort shimai is our new companion.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9oj2iHuLoI/AAAAAAAAADk/k2d6EpHVqSs/s1600-h/IMG_0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9oj2iHuLoI/AAAAAAAAADk/k2d6EpHVqSs/s320/IMG_0734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177490141394906754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to  stay with her district though so she's a "solo" sister now which means that she  either has to be with at least 2 elders or 1 sister at any given time. So  basically the whole zone has to watch out for her. It's really fun  actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to have a new companion, Beaufort Shimai is so full  of energy and happy all the time. She also laughs sooooo easily. It's  hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and Webb shimai is fine. When I got your letter mom  it was a little late as letters usually are. Usually I fix problems that I write  about...hmmm...about the day I write them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had companionship inventory  and I mentioned to her what was bothering me. I know that's usually a bad idea  with girls but I'm also not really that much of a girl and I tend to handle my  problems more like a guy would. But anyhow, together we agreed to stop saying  "hate" and it's been REALLY great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the district helped inadvertantly as  well because they decided it would be funny to be overly positive instead of  negative so now when we want to say "I hate you go die" we say "I HOPE YOU GO TO  THE CELESTIAL KINGDOM AND LIVE HAPPILY WITH YOUR FAMILY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually  really funny. And don't worry, I don't want to tell anyone "I hate you go die"  really...except when Smith choro is making faces at us while we're trying to  teach. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9olTSHuLqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-qYcpsCrKPI/s1600-h/IMG_0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9olTSHuLqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-qYcpsCrKPI/s320/IMG_0729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177491734827773602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Smith choro, he's the new district leader because  after 6 weeks everything gets changed around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S SOOOOOOOO good!  Yesterday he was there helping Larose choro plan instead of telling him to plan  from across the room. I was like "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! SMITH CHORO! YOU'RE SO  CUTE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't say that cuz elders don't like being called cute  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, he's doing really well. I'm so excited for  him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of rearranging leadership...with the senpai leaving they  had to call new zone leaders and a new coordinating sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the  new coordinating sister =P Which kinda made me sad cuz I wanted to see what went  on in Branch council. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am however, music coordinator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE  HECK!?! I think God is sitting up there saying "Let's give Sister Halliday all  the music callings possible. It'll be HILARIOUS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually music  coordinator isn't that bad. I just get to pick the hymns and arrange musical  numbers. This is probably what I get for proclaiming that I love singing the  hymns and all that. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played the piano on Sunday...so I have  officially done everything in sacrament except bless and pass the  sacrament...which isn't gonna happen. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...playing the piano...  umm...the pianos here don't play themselves... IT WAS SOOOOOOOO HARD!!!! I  basically screwed up like every verse. But oh well. *shrug* life goes on. I  didn't freak out when I screwed up though. I was like "Yeah...well, I did the  best I could and you all know how to sing apparently so if there wasn't piano  for half the song you people did fine =P"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm...I know you need more  pics. I'll send my SD card home soon. I have to print off pics for everyone  first. I'll try to do that today but p-day is usually crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I  have 2 minutes so I have to send this off. Thanks for all your letters!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Halliday shimai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-7812576455462332377?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/7812576455462332377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=7812576455462332377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7812576455462332377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7812576455462332377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/03/ha-ha-halliday-shimai-is-music.html' title='Ha Ha! Halliday Shimai is the MUSIC COORDINATOR!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9okpyHuLpI/AAAAAAAAADs/y34Yy_kfUas/s72-c/IMG_0679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-6226175947207748763</id><published>2008-02-26T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:58:36.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday shimai interprets Isaiah (YIKES!) and finds her path a bit thorny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9om2iHuLrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/C9ATw44s5fw/s1600-h/IMG_0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9om2iHuLrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/C9ATw44s5fw/s320/IMG_0686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177493439929790130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok first off... I did write you a letter mommy.  Unfortunately we can only write on P-day and that ends at 6...and I have choir  at 5...so I only half finished it. I'm finishing it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get the  package and was so happy about the curry and the soup. And the cookies! And the  elders loved the gummies. Allen Choro loved the koala cookies as well...and as I  threw them to him howe choro intercepted them. Allen choro said it was a good  thing he did that too otherwise he might have just run over and hugged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen Choro is so cute haha. He's the kind of elder who clearly follows  the old saying "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He eats  like 3 plates at every meal and if you give him food he loves you forever...he  literally has tried to hug me on more than one occasion. (on valentines day I  gave chocolate to all the elders in my district cuz that's what girls do on  valentines day in Japan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow so yeah. The package was well recieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I talked to a guy on chat about  2nd nephi 7. I had to go through it verse by verse and help him interpret it. DO  YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S ISAIAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. it was hard.  hard hard. But it was pretty fun. We talked for about an hour and a half. At the  end of the discussion I tried to commit him to reading King Benjamin's address.  He told me not to go "missionary" on him and I was like "uh....what else am I  supposed to do? I'm a missionary"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short though, he never  directly committed to reading and I don't know if he will. He says that he took  Moroni's promise and nothing happened. I wanted to cry! I wanted to talk to him  face to face or something...cuz that's just not possible...you don't just not  get an answer. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, there's only so much one can do from  behind a computer. But It was pretty sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! last night on the way to  the referral center, I looked at the mountains and the sun was setting and the  mountains were all orangey. I was like "WAH! ALPENGLOW! WHERE'S MY CAMERA!!!" I  didn't have it cuz we're technically only allowed to take pictures on p-day and  sunday so I ran back to my classroom with my poor companion trying to keep up  with me. I didn't run TOO fast cuz I have to stay within sight and hearing of  her...but I ran as fast as I could. I grabbed my camera and got back outside and  it was nearly gone! I wanted to cry while Sister Webb sat there wondering what  on earth I was so worked up about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a quick picture but the FLASH  went off!! grrrrrr. I'm carrying my camera with me EVERYWHERE from now on.  -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R8ToZkIocaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cKbbFXSZVcs/s1600-h/IMG_0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R8ToZkIocaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cKbbFXSZVcs/s320/IMG_0594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171513798022427042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for spring! I swear that everyday I'm here the days get more  beautiful. Sunday was the BEST. It was cold and foggy and we got a mix of rain  and snow. Sister Webb thinks I'm insane cuz she sees snow all the time but oh  well. I think she needs to take the time to look around her instead of just at  her feet. I think she's missing out on a lot of things. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately,  she's taken to using kind of an angry tone when she tells me that I'm weird  which makes me think she's getting angry at me. Not that it matters so much in  the long run cuz I'm happy and I'm happy to look at all the pretty weather and  stuffs. But she's getting slowly more and more discouraged in class and she's  taking it out on me I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what to do at the current  moment but keep smiling and hope it rubs off but she's become REALLY negative  lately. The bummer thing is that I remember being that negative and everytime  she says "That's disgusting" or "I HATE that" I have to mentally kick MYSELF and  wonder HOW on earth ANYONE ever put up with me. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our companionship is  suffering a little from it too because as she shuts down she won't listen  anymore. I've been praying but I'm really not sure what to do. But Fujioka  sensei is noticing it too...he mentioned it to me last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all  that, we taught together in the TRC (training resource center) last week and it  was amazing! We worked together really well and we used TONS of scriptures to  explain things...I think we did better at asking questions too but we still got  told we needed to do that more. Anyhow, it was an amazing lesson and I talked  half the time like I should have instead of freezing after the first point! I  committed him to reading 2nd Nephi 2...or was it Alma 7...I don't even remember.  They're both equally good. Anyhow and at the end...I got him to commit to  baptism! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted...baptism in the TRC is NOTHING like Japan...we're  teaching RM's in there....of course they'll commit. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Japan.  We went to the TEC (teaching evaluation center) the other day to practice  contacting on Bro. Farnsworth. First off the man has the most INTENSE blue eyes  ever created....when we were introducing ourselves It went somehting like  this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm bro farnsworth...I served in Sendai...blah blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;Me:  mmhmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;"So introduce yourselves"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I'm Sister  Halliday...I...like...video games?" (couldn't think of much else cuz his eyes  were so intense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I look like a loser who only likes video games. Oh  well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farnsworth Sensei was pretty hard to practice contacting with  though! He pretended to be an old japanese woman and when we started talking  about God he was like&lt;br /&gt;"I don't believe in the American God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was  like "I HAVEN'T PRACTICED THIS!!! WHAT DO I DO!?!??!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically we  got the door shut in our faces...I really have to get better at teaching non  christians. *sigh* =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun though. I enjoyed it lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,  time is up. Get better cuz the flu is no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sunny here  today...I'm pretty sad...I'm still not a huge fan of the sun. Specially when it  reflects off the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9oneyHuLsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-z6EqFy5244/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9oneyHuLsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-z6EqFy5244/s320/IMG_0674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177494131419524802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! We took a zone trip to the temple on  sunday! Cuz all our Senpai are leaving next week. Crazy no? I'm gonna be Senpai  in a week! Then I'll be going to Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT READY!!! I WANT TO STAY  IN A CONTROLLED ENVIRONMENT LONGER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well now I'm really done. So  I'll finish up here. Tell my ratties hi! And that is sooooo cute that Bit plays  catch. aw...I miss Bitty bit... v.v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the dog dead yet? Tell her hi for  me too if she's not, and the other cats too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Halliday Shimai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-6226175947207748763?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/6226175947207748763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=6226175947207748763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/6226175947207748763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/6226175947207748763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-again-ok-first-off.html' title='Halliday shimai interprets Isaiah (YIKES!) and finds her path a bit thorny...'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R9om2iHuLrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/C9ATw44s5fw/s72-c/IMG_0686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-1332678735580389587</id><published>2008-02-24T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:56:28.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halliday shimai writes her sister Brianna a letter...hoping she will get one back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear Brianna,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for your letter!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was so exciting!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, yeah...anyhow...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m totally drawing a blank here on what to write...I wrote it all in the family email.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m eating breakfast now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Exciting huh?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I put your picture on the wall by my bed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everyone keeps asking, “who’s that girl” and I’m like”...duuuuuh...what’s the Japanese word for little sister again?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh yeah! Watashi no imoutou” and they are like “hontou?! Kirei desu ne!” (Really?!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She’s pretty isn’t she?)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I took a picture of my bed so you can see it later.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;That is great that you want to serve a mission!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You’ve got more time to save for one than I did. :P&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Before you serve though, I would recommend getting your Patriarchal Blessing you slacker!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unless you already have...and I missed that announcement...But seriously, you should get it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It helps more when you are young rather than when you are older.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;So, let’s see here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anything else?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Every time I write a letter I draw a blank on what to say.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How’s school?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I heard you’re reading A Tale of Two Cities?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m sorry.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That book sucks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t worry, I will be over soon and then you can get Mr. Yanez and never be sick of English again! ^_ ^&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tell Ms. Jackson that I said “Hi” and that A Tale of Two Cities is “still lame” =P &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She will probably say, “Jessica didn’t even read it...” which is mostly true cuz I am lazy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How are Yoo Jin and DiDi doing?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I miss silly Asians!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now all I have are silly white boys.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not as good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh! I know what I can tell you!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You will have to share this with the rest of the family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Last Tuesday I got the most RANDOM letter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a Dear Elder.com letter from a Mieko Takahashi.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She lives in Tokyo and attends the Senzokuiken ward of the Tokyo stake.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She found my facebook page and found out that I was going to Tokyo and was in the MTC now...so she wrote to me!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She said that she had some friends in the MTC now too.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One was a sister Vivian Giang, going to Temple Square. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Now there are 2000 missionaries here and running into people happens occasionally but not very often...’specially people you don’t really know.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well that night at choir I ran into Sister Giang!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was completely insane!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hope that I get to serve in the Senzokuiken ward so that I can meet Mieko.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That would be the coolest!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Well, that’s really all that I’ve got.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m sending you a picture of my district that Elder Smith drew.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s fun stuff.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Make sure you save it cuz I wanna see it when I get home. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Thanks again for your letter,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love Halliday shimai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-1332678735580389587?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/1332678735580389587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=1332678735580389587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/1332678735580389587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/1332678735580389587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/02/halliday-shimai-writes-her-sister.html' title='Halliday shimai writes her sister Brianna a letter...hoping she will get one back!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-6368428443506984687</id><published>2008-02-24T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:58:36.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSIONARIES LOVE LETTERS! To insure that, Halliday Shimai writes her Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R8IDrkIocWI/AAAAAAAAACU/hfVDLuDqUEM/s1600-h/IMG_0596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R8IDrkIocWI/AAAAAAAAACU/hfVDLuDqUEM/s320/IMG_0596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170699369143890274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dear Dad &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thanks for the letter!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whee!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;I am glad you are all proud of me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t worry about the RC.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s not really all that bad.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;10 minutes after the incident happened, I was laughing about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s hard to get discouraged here since the spirit is so strong, there’s &lt;i&gt;not much what can drive it away&lt;/i&gt;. (One month in Utah and she’s starting to sound...ummm. Utahn?)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And there are others in my district that are having a harder time than me, so I’m really fine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Plus, I have 8 more weeks in a controlled environment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There’d be serious issues if I gave up in such a safe environment =P.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Actually, I think that teaching is harder than the RC but&lt;i&gt; mostly on account of boys are dumb&lt;/i&gt;. =P (What is happening to her grammar?)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had to teach Elder Harris and Elder Howe the plan of salvation yesterday and it was impossible.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R8IDSEIocVI/AAAAAAAAACM/_7QeGzCLEPg/s1600-h/IMG_0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R8IDSEIocVI/AAAAAAAAACM/_7QeGzCLEPg/s320/IMG_0610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170698931057226066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -0.25in;"&gt;Elder Harris starts off:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Here’s our situation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We met at a park...at a fountain in the park... no...at a bathroom in the park...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Howe: “That sounds dirty.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Harris:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Well bathrooms usually are...but it was a clean situation!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Totally MTC appropriate”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Howe:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“My wife died...it’s just me and my son.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Harris:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“I miss my mom soooooo much! &lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;cries&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Howe:  "I know son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;And, yeah, where are Webb Shimai and I in all of this?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the ground laughing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stupid boys.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I never hate them until after practice, when I realize that I’ve learned nothing. - _ -&lt;br /&gt;But really, I love my Elders and we are slowly working on getting them to grow up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They really are better than they were, I promise!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Guess what?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In choir we are singing Army of Helaman.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The tenors get the melody cuz we are just that awesome, but besides that, we’re singing with a children’s chorus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;YAY! Little kids!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s gonna be so fun!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are doing laundry now, or rather Webb shimai is doing laundry. I don’t have laundry cuz I stick to the “if it doesn’t look dirty and doesn’t smell dirty, it’s not dirty” rule.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I only do laundry every other week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s freezing cold here, so sweating isn’t a problem.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Speaking of cold, I’m used to it finally.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve actually gone out of the room without a coat and survived!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The snow has mostly melted, so that means it’ll snow again randomly in keeping with Provo weather patterns.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R8IEdkIocXI/AAAAAAAAACc/uI8dfdfSZjk/s1600-h/IMG_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R8IEdkIocXI/AAAAAAAAACc/uI8dfdfSZjk/s320/IMG_0662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170700228137349490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let’s see...anything else?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess not.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is but I don’t write with my journal in front of me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I should but I don’t.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thanks again for the letter!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Missionaries love letters!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yesiree!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love Halliday shimai (written in Japanese)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-6368428443506984687?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/6368428443506984687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=6368428443506984687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/6368428443506984687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/6368428443506984687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/02/missionaries-love-letters-to-insure.html' title='MISSIONARIES LOVE LETTERS! To insure that, Halliday Shimai writes her Daddy!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R8IDrkIocWI/AAAAAAAAACU/hfVDLuDqUEM/s72-c/IMG_0596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-5121997078469107902</id><published>2008-02-19T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:58:37.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The week in which Halliday Shimai gives a talk in Japanese, joins MTC choir as a tenor and  then gets sick</title><content type='html'>Dear Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can write emails....I will just print them up and read  them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, now for the news of this week. Every week we have to  write a talk and random people have to give it. This week we had to write it in  Japanese. Mine basically sucked...it said "baptism" at the beginning of every  sentence. Of course... so did everyone else's. If we didn't have to give them at  sacrament, we were gonna have to give them to the branch presidency. The branch  presidency probably lived to regret that decree since all of our talks sounded  the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we get to sacrament and...you guessed it. "The talks  today will be given by Sister Halliday and Elder "we don't really remember his  name cuz I was laughing at the irony"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I gived a talk entirely  in Japanese. It sucked basically but that's ok cuz I gave it. I'm gonna look at  that talk in a year and laugh my head off cuz its so lame. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm  unlearning everything you taught me growing up. I don't feel awkward when the  Elders take my trays anymore. In fact...its almost expected. Bro Tong introduced  a new concept to the boys on Sunday. Standing up when sisters enter the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah my district doesn't get it. I can stand in the doorway all I  want...they'll just give me blank looks. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7tfnkIocUI/AAAAAAAAACE/9ULgXXkYgt8/s1600-h/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7tfnkIocUI/AAAAAAAAACE/9ULgXXkYgt8/s320/IMG_0628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168830130657194306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was going to  sit down to lunch and Elder Young (one of the zone leaders) actually pulled my  chair out for me. I almost stared at the chair like..."what am I supposed to do  now?" cuz that's never happened before. Webb Shimai and I were thoroughly  impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Elders being nice...there is this one Elder here  who is my absolute favorite (I have a new one every week I think). This week it's  Elder Kobayashi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7tdG0IocSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/PVzn4_EKo1s/s1600-h/IMG_0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7tdG0IocSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/PVzn4_EKo1s/s320/IMG_0611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168827368993222946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's from Brazil and doesn't speak English very well.  He's going to Nagoya I think. Anyhow he's learning Japanese with English on the  side since everyone here speaks English. Yeah...moving on. He's half black and  half Japanese and I promise you...God didn't make a more beautiful person.  Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. The other day he stopped me in the cafeteria and  said "promise me something. promise me you'll never take off your  glasses"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SOOOOOOOO CUTE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably cuz he can't really  speak English...cuz if Elder Williams or something said that I'd be like "yeah  duh....cuz if I did I'd be blind dorkface"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow, it was adorable.  The elders probably wouldn't like me calling them adorable but they're 3 years  my junior so that's what they get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Krispy Kreme's were a huge hit.  Elder Allen was so happy to get donuts. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Did you get my SD  card? I'm worrying cuz I feel like my letters are going nowhere. Seriously. I've  gotten nothing from Brittan and my letters from Natalee have been really far  apart and in the first one she asked for my address so I sent it to her and the  second letter she sent didn't have my new address on it anyhow. Suspicious? I  think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course...it is Natalee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get letters from Julie and  Ali and Eric and Brianna and dad and of course mom. I'll try hard to respond to  everyone today. I don't have to do laundry today so that'll save time. but I do  have choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! I'm in the MTC choir! We sang Joseph Smith's First  Prayer last week and we're singing Army of Helaman this week. On Sunday's we're  allowed to record us singing on our tape recorders so I'll have to do that for  you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the Tenor section. The boys all look at me funny when I sit  down and the elders from my district tell me to go away =P It looks really funny  when I'm this splotch of color in the midst of all the dark suit coats I must  admit. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SINGING though! I sing like ALL the time here. It  probably drives sister Webb nuts (she somehow miraculously doesn't like church  music at all) but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a Japanese children's songbook and I  sing from it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going alright here at the MTC. The  only time I hate having a companion is times when it involves getting dressed or  going to the bathroom because girls take FOREVER to do ANYTHING. What is wr&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7tdq0IocTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JOlKt1X9IXA/s1600-h/IMG_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7tdq0IocTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JOlKt1X9IXA/s320/IMG_0615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168827987468513586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ong  with them? Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that having extra time in the  morning to get ready is like having a bigger purse. The bigger purse you get,  the more stuff you put in it. The more time you have...the more they'll find  other things to do... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I get to sit and eat teddy grahams so  I can't really complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The RC went better this week. We talked to a  Jewish Rabbi and invited him to come to church. He accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not on  the phones right now...only chats. Every time I get up the nerve to do phones...I  lose it again as soon as someone else's phone rings. It's kinda funny  actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did well at the TRC this week I think. At least, I didn't  freeze up after the first principle. Last time I froze after God is our Loving  Heavenly Father and Sis Webb had to take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing we need to  work on is transitions, going slower cuz Sis Webb rushes from point to point,  and talking over each other. (which comes from Sis Webb rushing from point to  point). And I need to work on getting started. lol. I always make her start.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. funny story in the last 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis Webb and I were  sick this week. I had a sinus infection and she had an ear infection which went  down into her throat. Of course we got sick when the health center was closed so  we had to go to the front desk and they sent us to the BYU health clinic. We  walk down there (which is off mission boundaries) and its CLOSED! LAME! total  waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we come back and Sis Webb is REALLY sick, so we go to the  room to sleep and I insist she see a doctor but there are none and cuz of  presidents day, today is the earliest they're open. I went out to see if there  was anything in the vending machine to make her feel better and she went out to  get a drink. We locked ourselves out of the room and I had no shoes! So we had  to borrow some from some sisters down the hall and go get Sis Hardle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all better now...yay. Now that the doctor is open. stupid doctor.  -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, times up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get to the paper  letters after breakfast! Talk to you next week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Halliday Shimai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-5121997078469107902?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/5121997078469107902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=5121997078469107902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5121997078469107902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5121997078469107902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/02/jessica-gives-talk-in-japanese-sings-in.html' title='The week in which Halliday Shimai gives a talk in Japanese, joins MTC choir as a tenor and  then gets sick'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7tfnkIocUI/AAAAAAAAACE/9ULgXXkYgt8/s72-c/IMG_0628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-33711029618726187</id><published>2008-02-12T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:58:37.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week and I'm still alive</title><content type='html'>Hello family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I only have 29 minutes now so I haven't read your  many emails. I'll pri nt them out after this and read them and hopefully respond  via real mail...cuz everyone loves real mail! Cept that would cause mom to go to  the mailbox and see all the crap in there. bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see, this  week was somewhat less eventful than last week, oweing to the lack of a fire.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food here is still good and I am not sick of ambrosia salad yet.  The only thing is that the spaghetti is gross, but that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.  I haven't gotten much mail still, the elders get more mail than me. WHAT THE  CRAP!?!?! Explain this to me please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a letter from Eric yesterday  though. That was pretty happy. I only got letter number 2 though and he says he  sent number 1 at the same time. Weird. Maybe I'll get it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's  enough about mail I don't get. Oh wait. I got your letter mom! The picture of  the slug made me laugh. I'm sorry you have crap to write on at home. I took all  my cute stuff. Not that I've used it...I still need Aunt Shareen's address so  that I can thank her for that binder. It's amazing! And all my roomates are  jealous of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got the package and the elders and my roommates  all love me now. I gave all the koala cookies to the elders...but I ran out and  Allen choro didn't get any. v.v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the tape recorder and the  scrubby thing. I'll use it as soon as I find time to take a shower....you have  no idea how hard that is. I'm living on the idea of body spray and  deoderant...and then if my hair starts to look gross then I take a shower.  Otherwise I just don't have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, So the events of this  past week. We had our first TRC visit. That's when we get to teach the lesson to  an "investigator"....who is usually a BYU student who's volunteering. That  went....badly. I totally froze after "our heavenly father loves us" (and if you  look at chapter 3 in PMG that's the FIRST section) and Webb Shimai talked for  the whole lesson. Blah. We totally had that lesson down too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have TRC  again this week...hopefully it will go better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The japanese went  well....we had to introduce ourselves and our purpose to someone in a park. It  wasn't too hard but my companion froze on that part.... do we need to work on  some things? I say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the TRC I was pretty upset but I got  over it quickly. It's only my f&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fvPEIocKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8iLrCOfkdL8/s1600-h/IMG_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fvPEIocKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8iLrCOfkdL8/s320/IMG_0658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167862139517956258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;irst week...er second. or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last  P-day we went to the temple. YAY TEMPLE! The provo temple is a lot prettier  inside than out. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a devotional on the life of President Hinckley  that night too...It was amazing. Then we all sang "we thank thee o God for a  prophet" It was really really powerful. I couldn't sing cuz I was crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see whatelse...I should have really organized my thoughts before I  wrote this cuz that timer in the corner is making me tense and scattering my  thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sending an SD card home today so you can see pictures and  movies of my crazy district. I love them all. Smith Choro is hilarious and  brightens my day. He always goes out of his way to say hi to us shimai...which  is cool cuz its hard for us to assimilate into the group. All the guys room  together and the girls well...we don't. So we often get left behind. I'm always  yelling at them "HEY! DISTRICT MEANS FAMILY AND FAMILY MEANS NO ONE GETS LEFT  BEHIND....SO GET BACK HERE!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fxL0IocLI/AAAAAAAAABA/QceYaJd4D_8/s1600-h/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fxL0IocLI/AAAAAAAAABA/QceYaJd4D_8/s320/IMG_0628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167864282706636978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday we had someone from the primary  general presidency come speak to us. It was a really fun relief society cuz we  sang primary songs the whole time. The lesson was about children and how we can  teach the gospel through them. It made me really miss the primary but I already  told the Primary that I think...assuming Bishop read my postcard to  them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love singing hymns and children's songs. It's so much fun to be  in the gym with all the missionaries singing as loud as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, did  you all get to hear the letter I send Bishop? I hope you all enjoyed it. (the  letters I've yet to read are probably talking about that so I'll not talk about  it further here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Aubrey has a calling in primary. You are soooooooooo  lucky Aubrey. You are going to LOVE it. The kids are such a blessing to the ward  you guys don't even know. (trust me...it's been 3 weeks since I've seen a small  child)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously...When we're told we should become as little  children just look at the primary kids and you'll know exactly why. There is no  faith like the faith of a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which faith I seem to be lacking.  Heh...*looks away* Hey look! A bird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...so we went to the RC last  night and we're on chats which isn't so bad...cept Ward choro got some  crazy  nut who was trying to tell him that God's body is imperfect because his legs  bend the same way as ours and physics proves that's not the most efficient way  to bend...I dunno. Our chat...people...were pretty easy. We had a Catholic who  felt kinda empty in his religion and so was asking how we knew ours was true.  Webb shimai and I were like "YAY! We can answer this question!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're  also on inbound calls...and the minute my phone rang I FREAKED. Like I didn't  even answer it...I just started crying and my face was completely white and I  was breathing really hard. Webb Shimai didn't know what to do cuz she was on a  call too and here I was like...dying. So I tried to get the teacher's attention  but I missed the call. He was really nice about it and took me off calls  entirely...but my whole district saw. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They haven't said anything  yet...and I actually started joking about it back in the classroom so people  didn't worry too much. But yeah...basically it was pretty bad.  I said a  verrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry long prayer last night lemme tell ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well  times up and I have to print out my emails so I can respond to you so I love you  all and say hi to Yoo jin and didi for me! I miss them!!! Give them a hug for  me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Halliday Shimai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-33711029618726187?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/33711029618726187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=33711029618726187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/33711029618726187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/33711029618726187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-week-and-im-still-alive.html' title='Another week and I&apos;m still alive'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fvPEIocKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8iLrCOfkdL8/s72-c/IMG_0658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-8534709375193584846</id><published>2008-02-05T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:58:37.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from the MTC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7f2wEIocOI/AAAAAAAAABY/OhO3OeVV-Hw/s1600-h/IMG_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7f2wEIocOI/AAAAAAAAABY/OhO3OeVV-Hw/s320/IMG_0587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167870403035033826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's me! ummm....I can't remember what I was gonna say cuz  there's a little red clock counting me down. grrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with  the food shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually like the food here. It's really good! And  surprisingly I haven't needed the enzymes! wheee! could be cuz I eat spinach at  like every meal...don't tell anyone though. And I eat that wonderful ambrosia  salad at EVERY meal. MMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k that's the food. moving on. There are  6 girls in our residence. 2 senpai (girls that have already been here 6 weeks)  and 4 kohai (the new girls) I'm companions with Webb shimai (japanese for  sister). She's really nice and we get along great. Even when I lose  stuff...which is only HALF my fault because the MTC doesn't account for girls  not having pockets and they don't let us carry our bags around. dumb? I think  so. So I think I've lost about eveything including my blue card, which I mailed  last week. It's probably in Sendai now if you guys haven't gotten  it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, what else? ummm.... oh yeah. recently I've lost my debit  card. AUGH! so frustrating! I think this is God trying me since I'm not  struggling with the Japanese like everyone else. Anyhow so mom, if you could  kindly cancel that for me and send me a new one ASAP that would be WONDERFUL.  thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My district is awesome. We all have a lot of fun together...but  study time is still a little bit rough as we're still getting used to  disciplining ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Webb shimai and I went to the temple last week  and it snowed on us. A lot. And the wind was blowing and I was crying about how  cold it was cuz it was. My companion is just fooled by Satan's trickery and  doesn't think it's cold. (She's from Layton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fnD0IocJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ahBuUqkUVAc/s1600-h/IMG_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fnD0IocJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ahBuUqkUVAc/s320/IMG_0602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167853150151405714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some pictures which  brings me to my next item of business. I need new SD cards. Are those coming?  I'm not out yet but I will be soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like someone to print  out my lightining picture that I took. It's on my Hard drive in my  pictures&gt;jessica&gt;lightning I believe. No one here knows what a monsoon is.  They keep getting typhoon and monsoon mixed up. And my companion is under the  mistaken impression that Utah gets monsoons. Kinda like they're gonna get a huge  earthquake soon right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow also, there are some extra new years cards  in my room in the folder in the top shelf of my desk. if you could cut one out  and send it to me. I wanna stick it up on the wall in my  residence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of residences...you ready for the  excitement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday night we went to bed at 10:30 like always. At 11  the fire alarms went off. My companion and I ran into the hall and saw smoke so  she ran off while I ran into the room to tell the other girls who either  (miraculously) slept through it, or were taking their sweet time about things.  anyhow, I was the last one out and I lost my companion...and not having my  glasses I was also blind. It was really scary...but I found Adams shimai (my  senpai) and grabbed her backpack. We all found everyone else in the gym so I was  with my companion again thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gym was full of worried  sisters. And sisters who decided since they were in the gym they may as well  play basketball....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tongan sisters  were in a corner singing. Which  was really calming and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short it ended up only  being a bag of burned popcorn and we were allowed back in an hour later. But I'd  like to know who can't cook popcorn to that extent. It was REALLY bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see, what else. Well, gym time is a nice time to relax. We sit  in class for like 10 hours a day...it gets really annoying and my butt is  literally bruised from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, I usually do stretches, run a few  laps, use the bikes, push ups, pull ups, and sit ups. I don't take part in the  sports because mormons have this amazing ability to make everything a violent  contact sport. Including 4 square. Brown choro got a split lip from it last gym  period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Brown choro is our Aussie. He's hilarious. And he's  always telling us we're weird and we speak wrong or spell things wrong. Everyone  tries to mock his accent but they can't do it. He however, can pull off a  perfect American accent. It's crazy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7f3U0IocPI/AAAAAAAAABg/_UcY5aBg9rM/s1600-h/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7f3U0IocPI/AAAAAAAAABg/_UcY5aBg9rM/s320/IMG_0625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167871034395226354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time is winding down. I've got  about 10 minutes left. I'm surprised I got through so much. If there are typos  its cuz I was typing so fast. But I can't think of much else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except  that I haven't gotten any mail. You guys are all failures! Tell my friends that  too. Except Nata....Sister Rowley. She sent me mail. But everyone else is a  failure! take that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well I think it's time to wrap this up. Oh yeah.  There is NO time to get ready in the morning here. No time between 6:30 and 7 to  take a shower so I don't. I do it at night but there's not much time then  either. luckily when I get up and my hair is bent it looks like I styled it. But  taking showers in short is a pain cuz I don't have time to fix my hair. I think  I'm just gonna have to deal with looking ugly for a year and a half.  *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K that's all. I kinda miss home but not really too much. I love  it here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Halliday Shimai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS send my lichee and kiwi  gummies. Webb shimai is a deprived child and needs to try them. Thanks a bunch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-8534709375193584846?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/8534709375193584846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=8534709375193584846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/8534709375193584846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/8534709375193584846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/02/email-wonderful-email.html' title='Greetings from the MTC!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7f2wEIocOI/AAAAAAAAABY/OhO3OeVV-Hw/s72-c/IMG_0587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-5365714627205010703</id><published>2008-02-04T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:58:38.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Letter! WOOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear Everyone at home,&lt;br /&gt;It's 3:30 on Wednesday and I've already adjusted fairly well.  The Sisters in my residence are very nice.  Sister Webb is my companion, she is from Layton, Utah. Sister Osterloh and Sister Beaufort are from Sandy and Utah (?) respectively.  It seems that I am the only poor soul that is not accustomed to the cold weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fjfEIocII/AAAAAAAAAAo/Vp6tO-EDXZ0/s1600-h/IMG_0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fjfEIocII/AAAAAAAAAAo/Vp6tO-EDXZ0/s320/IMG_0593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167849220256329858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so of course it's been busy. Busy, BUSY, BUSY! But anyone could have figured that out.  It's 9:15 pm now and I have about an hour to write. Minus whenever Sister Webb is ready to go take her shower.  We have agreed that getting up at 6:30 am and class at 7 means... no time for showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters Osterloh and Beaufort are both very talkative.  I was unpacking with Sister Beaufort and we talked easily.  Sister Webb is very nice too, but quiet.  I keep trying to talk to her, but it is coming slowly.  Oh well, my conversation skills were lacking anyhow.  Sister Osterloh and Sister Beaufort seem as though they have known each other forever.  It's amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Senpai (Senior Sisters) in our room are Sister Adams and Sister Hardle.  They are nice too and if you ask me, have the enthusiasm of cheerleaders. A lot of Sisters are like that.  It is taking some getting used to.  Sister Adams mom is from Hawaii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Branch President is President Vancherie.  I like him almost as much as Bishop Jobe so far.  Brothers Smith and Tong are his Counselors.  Sister Tong reminds me of Grandy.  A short Asian woman who loves giving hugs and telling you that she loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the tour of the MTC today.  Oh! My mailbox is actually #202.  I think your card said #204.  Sister Osterloh has #204, so if you send stuff it will still get to me.  Funny story... Sister Beaufort was actually called to the Hawaii Mission to speak Japanese but... her call got changed to Hiroshima 2 weeks ago.  All of us Sisters are going to different missions in Japan.  Sister Osterloh is going to Fukuoka and Sister Webb is going to Kobe.  Poor thing, she seems so lost.  She is the only girl going to Kobe in our Branch.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fyr0IocMI/AAAAAAAAABI/SGNBjeH19ro/s1600-h/IMG_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fyr0IocMI/AAAAAAAAABI/SGNBjeH19ro/s320/IMG_0604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167865931974078658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the Elders are going to Tokyo and Sister Hardle and Sister Adams are going to Tokyo also.  No one for Sendai yet.  Bummer for Brittan, or I think I should call him Elder Dopp now...&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, bummer for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... the food isn't bad actually.  We've  had roast beef and mashed potatoes and jello and pineapple.  I ate almost all of it, even the carrots!  They have BYU Creamery ice cream every Wed and Sun. too.  Yay! Ice Cream!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some numbers for you.  307 missionaries reported today and the bulk of them are going to Japan.  I think that number is somewhere around 50, 8 of whom are from Brazil.  Arizona provided the most missionaries aside from Utah.  The Mission President says to remember that Utah was actually the 5th choice for the Church headquarters.=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way through all of the stuff, before I got my room, I met an Elder going to Tokyo and a Sister from Queen Creek.  It was fun and she has been the only one to sympathize with me about the freezing weather. =P  It is really fun walking around and hearing so many languages being spoken.  Everyone greets each other in their mission language.  Mandarin is thus far the most amusing to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness! It is already 10:05!  We were supposed to have time to write letters but our Senpai are so excited to have us here that we have been interrupted many times by visiting Districts and choruses of "Called to Serve" in Japanese.  P- day is on Tuesdays and apparently Email time is at 7 am!  We get 30 minutes.  Look for an Email next week!  Oh! I forgot, I am Senior Companion... not that it means anything, but yeah, I am.  Well, it's 10:11 pm and I have prayer.  As senior companion I suppose I had better say it.  Then I gotta review my schedule and go to bed.  Class tomorrow!  I am beginning to wonder when I will have time to write in my journal.  Even the missionaries run on "Mormon Standard Time" and all of our meetings have been late!  Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Sister Halliday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am already feeling the blessings of being here.  Today, though I should have been petrified, I have not been.  The Lord can do anything with a willing heart.&lt;br /&gt;Ether 12:27 "I will make weak things become strong unto them"&lt;br /&gt;I will be a talker yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-5365714627205010703?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/5365714627205010703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=5365714627205010703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5365714627205010703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/5365714627205010703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-letter-woot.html' title='First Letter! WOOT!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fjfEIocII/AAAAAAAAAAo/Vp6tO-EDXZ0/s72-c/IMG_0593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-7225365790093463487</id><published>2008-01-31T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:58:38.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just got rid of one kid...yay? I MISS HER! WAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fhvkIocHI/AAAAAAAAAAg/H16Sq-QMbmU/s1600-h/IMG_0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fhvkIocHI/AAAAAAAAAAg/H16Sq-QMbmU/s320/IMG_0584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167847304700915826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it has officially been 24 hours since Halliday Shimai went through the doors of the MTC.  Sometime at approximately 6:30 am this morning she probably  threw her alarm clock across the room and muttered to herself "WHAT THE  HECK WAS I THINKING???"&lt;br /&gt;From now on, all of her posts will be taken from the email that Halliday Shimai sends home, and will be posted here by her Mom. Hope that you enjoy her adventures and learning experiences in the MTC and in Japan!  See Ya!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7f0zUIocNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9HO-SI2PE9o/s1600-h/IMG_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7f0zUIocNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9HO-SI2PE9o/s320/IMG_0580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167868259846353106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-7225365790093463487?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/7225365790093463487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=7225365790093463487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7225365790093463487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/7225365790093463487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/01/jessica-is-officially-in-mtc.html' title='I just got rid of one kid...yay? I MISS HER! WAH!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R7fhvkIocHI/AAAAAAAAAAg/H16Sq-QMbmU/s72-c/IMG_0584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-6359528210822966351</id><published>2008-01-29T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:58:38.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OOPS!!!</title><content type='html'>Whoops! Me again! I report tomorrow afternoon! OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODNESS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I made a mistake on my mission home address. I forgot the zip code and you kinda need that. So here's the address again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sister Jessica &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Meeauilikakaniokealii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Halliday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Japan Tokyo Mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 4-25-12 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Nishi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Ochiai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Shinjuku&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tokyo-to 161-0031&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; JAPAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...I'd like it to be known that my parents are horrible companions and keep trying to leave me alone =P&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R6Akr47HdtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2JwH1RLrb-g/s1600-h/IMG_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R6Akr47HdtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2JwH1RLrb-g/s320/IMG_0550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161165509399901906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the trip up here to Provo was crazy long. We hit  snow around Flagstaff and hit some black ice on the Rez....it gave us all quite a scare, but my daddy is a good driver and handled that pretty well. The roads were icy all the way to the I-15. And it was soooooooo cold! Around 7:30am it was -18 degrees out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the roads were so icy we couldn't go more than about 40 MPH the whole way to the 15 so it was a looooooooong trip. My back STILL hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished up my mission shopping and dropped by the BYU bookstore for a little bit. Then we went to the MTC to check the information desk just to make sure we knew what we're doing tomorrow. Which we don't. Or at least I don't. I just know I walked into the lobby and I was like "I shouldn't be here....this is a forbidden place....there's ELDERS here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I should probably get over my fear of Elders now. I'm gonna have to be stuck in the MTC with them for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. It's snowing up here. It's been snowing pretty much since about 4:30. I am NOT looking forward to the trek to the temple on P-days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R6AnLo7HduI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9xcEcDz3DoY/s1600-h/IMG_0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R6AnLo7HduI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9xcEcDz3DoY/s320/IMG_0564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161168253884004066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight we went to dinner with Clarissa and Jacob and a bunch of my family that I apparently knew when I was a baby? And my dad's old college roommate Robert and his family that live up here too. It was cool. We all talked pretty easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa is getting roundy! hee hee. It's cute. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...that's really all for Utah now. I'm so stuffed. We went to Olive Garden and I ate lots of salad and breadsticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of missionaries there eating their last meal.  I bet every nice-ish restaurant is busy on Tuesdays in Provo. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must head off to bed. Tomorrow I'll be in the MTC and my parents will be updating this for me. So long and see you in a year and a half!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Halliday Shimai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-6359528210822966351?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/6359528210822966351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=6359528210822966351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/6359528210822966351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/6359528210822966351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/01/oops.html' title='OOPS!!!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93SBJQ20ke0/R6Akr47HdtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2JwH1RLrb-g/s72-c/IMG_0550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435134056133573060.post-388209511318002209</id><published>2008-01-27T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T16:42:59.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO!</title><content type='html'>It's ME! only...not me! I'm Sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Halliday&lt;/span&gt; now! Whee! But this is the only entry I'll be making on my own. From here on out this blog is gonna be updated by my parents. My mom is gonna post my emails here for all to take a gander at and see what I'm up to.  She'll also post pictures when I send pictures home for your viewing pleasure. Oh boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ummm&lt;/span&gt;...I guess I could write something of substance here now. I was set apart tonight at 7:30. It was pretty long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; President &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Reeder&lt;/span&gt; likes to talk...and he likes to make other people talk too. But its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; he actually has interesting things to say. He talked about Aaron and Moses. Did you know Aaron and Moses were companions? Like missionaries!?! Never thought about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; um...I'm a little giddy I thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty weird day all around. First, it was raining all day. In Arizona!!! Then sacrament was pretty empty even though my friends filled like 4 rows. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; a FREAK flu hit and everyone was sick. Even the bishop! Sad day...but then he couldn't stop me from talking about video games in my talk. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;meheheheh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! but my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;grandy&lt;/span&gt; and my aunt came to hear me talk! That was a very happy thing indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my open house was really hot. I had to open many windows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; too many people were breathing all at once. not to mention kids running around. They get pretty toasty pretty fast those kids. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it was nice. I got to see a lot of the people I wanted to say bye to which is good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; its hard to say goodbye to an entire ward. I'm gonna miss it...the ward I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow so then President &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Reeder&lt;/span&gt; came over to set me apart and my phone was going off like crazy and I'm thinking "what the random!? they should know I'm getting set apart...I just kicked them out!" But we went through the setting apart and I only cried um.... k like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; someone spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember what was said though...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; when it was over my dad checked my phone and told us that the Prophet had died...and I was too busy crying and everything kinda flew out of my head. So sorry...no details for you.  Sister Cole had us sing "We thank thee o God for a Prophet" though. I was too busy crying to sing but it was nice anyhow. Even if my family can't sing...but they kept in tune I think.  I was really really sad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; President &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Hinckley&lt;/span&gt; was prophet since ever I KNEW there was a prophet. Well, knew as in understood what a prophet was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was sad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to see conference in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;MTC&lt;/span&gt; and see President &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hinckley&lt;/span&gt; there.  But at least he's with his wife. He missed her an awful lot. And don't worry. I love President &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Monson&lt;/span&gt; too...but he's too tall to ever be a cute little old man. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I opened presents and my aunt Shareen made me the most wonderful stationary set. It's just PERFECT so I can write you all letters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it. Tomorrow we leave for Utah and I get to see Clarissa and Jacob! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;YAAAAAY&lt;/span&gt;! And a bunch of strange relations I've never met. Oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! I got to get to bed now. It's WAY past 10:30!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Halliday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Shimai&lt;/span&gt; (that's sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;halliday&lt;/span&gt; in Japanese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. If you want to write, here's how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;MTC&lt;/span&gt;: (for use February 2008- April 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sister Jessica &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;M.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Halliday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTC Mailbox #202&lt;br /&gt;JPN-TOK 0415&lt;br /&gt;2005 N. 900 E.&lt;br /&gt;Provo, UT 84604-1793&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission Home: (for use April 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;-July 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Jessica &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Meeauilikakaniokealii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Halliday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Japan Tokyo Mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 4-25-12 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Nishi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Ochiai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Shinjuku&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tokyo-to 161-0031&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; JAPAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435134056133573060-388209511318002209?l=hallidayshimai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/feeds/388209511318002209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435134056133573060&amp;postID=388209511318002209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/388209511318002209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435134056133573060/posts/default/388209511318002209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallidayshimai.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello.html' title='HELLO!'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584426586772958531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erI13fqaUH0/Tnf2iPzXJyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Grdk3t5mZ_g/s220/DSC_0235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
