Wo Unto Those Who Curse, For Their Breath Is Like Onion

         As I was eating lunch today, I noticed how often I enjoy eating onion. At the time I was enjoying some leftover green beans that were covered in onion (thanks to my companion), and I thought back to how much onion I've been eating on my mission. I would guess I have consumed onion at least once a day. Don't worry, I brush my teeth after ANY meal with onion, as a personal precaution. 
          I made a connection though, while I was enjoying my onion-y green beans, onion can seem like a good thing to me, but then someone else gets to smell that afterwards (if I were gross and didn't brush afterwards). Cursing is a lot like eating an onion. It's enjoyable to the person doing it, but the bystander gets to hear that and doesn't really enjoy it (for the most part). I know I don't.
          I personally don't curse because it makes people sound so uneducated. There are so many other words in the English language that are so much more fun to say, I would much rather dig through the recesses of my mind to find more interesting vocabulary.
          Moral of the story, I might consider cutting back on my onion intake, I might not. I guess you'll have to talk to me to find out. Are there any words in your vocabulary that are offensive to others? Are you going to do anything to change that, or just continue walking around with "onion breath?"  

Drive-By Nose Pickers

One of the worst things ever, is when you are driving, and you look over to the side, and you see the driver in the other car picking his nose. I personally always feel the need to throw up a bit when I see that. Sometimes, the other person never realizes someone was watching them. Sometimes, they do, and you see them turn completely red and never make eye contact again. In life, you never know when someone is watching you. What do you do when you think no one is looking? Do you help someone anonymously, or do you sit there and "pick your nose?" Do you make people sick, or do you impress them with your works? People notice you for your actions, remember that someone is always watching, even when it seems you are alone in your car. Don't be a nose picker, be an example! I might just be the one looking into your car...

Kuzcotopia = Natural Man?

      Funny story, I was talking to my companion the other day about a very gospel oriented movie called "The Emperor's New Groove". You must be saying to yourself, "Uhhh, Sis. Carro, that is not a Gospel movie..." Don't believe me? My companion didn't either. Let me shed some light on you.
      Emperor Kuzco was very selfish. In fact, you could say that he rather resembles what the scriptures call the "natural man". He was thinking all about today and what he wanted without giving a thought to how it might affect the people around him. He started to realize that every time he thought about himself, something awful would happen. Like when he upset the squirrel, and then the panthers ended up chasing after him. Once he was put through the trial of becoming a llama, and learned to feel compassion for those around him less fortunate, he was able to overcome the trial and become a better Emperor that didn't focus on the temporal things. In fact, in the end, you see him enjoying the "simple" lifestyle of a not so lavish summer palace, but a little adobe house on a hill with friends right next door. Kuzcotopia changed from being an expensive (and destructive) dream to a humble and everlasting happiness.
        Also, I might just mention the fact that Kronk had the Holy Ghost with him, on his shoulder, he also had the devil on the other side. BUT, he chose to follow the promptings of the angel. And it ended up working out better for him in the end. 
        Look toward building an eternal palace, because in the end, that's the one you'll be staying in for eternity. So remember to live for the future, not the now... or you might just get turned into a llama... I'm just sayin, it's very possible.

Intro, Because I Feel Fancy

       Being someone who has always despised religious posts on Facebook, I find it ironic that I was picked to be an "online" missionary. But alas, it has occurred. Let's start off by making something clear, I'm about as sarcastic as they come. Also, I make unusual connections between unrelated topics. Which you will get a taste if on this blog- because I am so giving. By the end of my 18 months, you will most likely be utterly convinced of my insanity. To that, all I have to say is: I'm not crazy, just unique... Now get over it.

        On  a serious note, I hope to grow and learn from my mission. Which is why I decided to start a blog. That way I can keep track of my growth and progress (or my declining mental capacity, whichever way it goes) through this thing called the internet. Side note, I've never blogged before, so if mine seems a little unorthodox, now you know why, end side note. I hope to mature (a little bit, not too much) and heal from past experiences.
         I never planned to go on a mission, so I know that Heavenly Father sent me here for a reason, or he wouldn't have made it so that I had no other choice but to send in my papers. It will be interesting to find out why He decided to unleash me in Santa Rosa, CA when I come from Los Angeles. It will probably be even more interesting for my poor mission president, President Bunker! If I come to a zone conference in war paint, I apologize ahead of time!
         I  am excited to be here, and grateful for the opportunity of serving a mission. I can only hope and pray that I will be the effective and hard working missionary my Heavenly Father intended me to be.