Christmas is here! Finally, But that's not really why we're in America. My parents have a seminar in Florida, which I won't be going to. Neither will my brothers be going. I'm at Grandmommys and Papaws house, typing away on the compy. I've had a great but VERY VERY VERY tiring Christmas. I have had some good parts and bad. Though my fav part has been feeding the homeless on Friday night. It felt so good, and the best part is, it seemed like something that would be only a little fun, but it actually was, Really fun! I just got streeks in my hair, fuschia, though I don't even know how to pronounce that word. I'll say it, and then ussually be corrected. But my least favorite part has been... probably most likely the plane trip. I hate plane trips so much. I shake my head in disgust. Last night I stayed up until like 11:40. If I would have just stayed up 20 more minutes, it would have been the coming of new year. Unless your not too bright it most likely means that today is the 1st of January. I am worn out right now, and wish I could go to bed without any nightmares... last night I had the scariest dream I've had in 3 years! I miss Czech Republic a lot, but I'm happy that I'm with my family. Exhaustion is a sad thing. Or atleast when your jetlagged. That's how I feel atleast.
Love, Peace and Blessings,
That Missionary Kid
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