
I hear that my mission is going to be extremely cold. I heard that it gets down to 50 below sometimes. Luckily, they don't allow missionaries out past 30 below. I'd rather have cold than hot. Actually, I wanted to go to Canada, and I didn't really want to speak Spanish. I got what I wanted and what I didn't want. God works in mysterious ways I guess.

I'm going to have two and a half months back at home before I go. I'm not really sure what I'm going to do besides study my scriptures and the Preach My Gospel manual. I'll probably get my old job back and save up more money for my mission and college. I sure hope when I get back home my life isn't like that guy in the RM. I would hate to sleep on cans. Hopefully, my parents would tell me if they were moving. They told my brother that we were moving when he was on his mission. Actually, I'm hoping that we just don't move. Things would be a lot easier that way.
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