no seriously, i love nutella day.

like... seriously...

i honestly can't remember the last time i wrote because i keep thinking that i write, but really i'm just checking my comments, and then my internet card runs out an i have to spend another 5 bucks in coin which NOBODY ever has, especially me, therefore i am a few days behind. several. i think thursday was the last day.. lets start with friday!

we practiced prophesying for each other. really it was just a big encouragement fest, but there were some cool pictures and visions that some people got. it was just nice to sit in the spirit and feel loved.. there was a point i was suuuper pissed off because we split up the group into two groups to speed things up (i felt strongly we should not be putting our time with the spirit in a contained BOX of time UUUGH) but i got over it and felt very close with my sisters because i was the only dude left on my side of the room. other'n that... went and did some street evangelism and talked with a sweet woman named tara and we prayed for her and got her some water and hot water and sausage.. and she talked a lot and she said she'd repeat our prayers and pray for us and it was a solid good time.

then saturday we went surfing! ooo lala surfing is amazing. the waves sucked but the one i caught well and the one i didn't expect to catch were amazing for the 30 minutes we were in the water. we walked around and did some cliff jumping beforehand (and by cliff i mean mayyybe 30 feet) which is when i realized i absolutely hate hate hate falling. it does nothing for me. i hate it. i'm afraid of it, and after i actually DO jump after 30 minutes of peer pressure at a lower jump spot mebe 20ish feet then then THEN get absolutely no adrenaline rush like everybody else does, my body just gets pissed at me for flinging myself off a ledge into perfectly safe ocean water... i decided i hate heights and falling is flippin stupid. but surfing is cool.

then today i went back to rohan and climbed a whole lot again, which is completely contradictory to my heights fear BUT i can overcome it when i climb. therefore i determine that it is gooooood. and i love it and i'm sore and i love it.

we have another DTS here, a marine reach DTS who lives on a boat. 16 new people, 12 girls 4 dudes.. solid people i'm sure. gonna be fun methinks. pingpong and frisbee yo. sigh. and this week is father heart of God, so its gonna be a good one. WHOO week 5!