oh yes, that day

my goodness gracious only 6 days left! flippin... flip. you know what song really gets me goin right now? that song... that is during the credits for slumdog millionaire... it plays so often on the radio (which thankfully is only once every few days during taxi time or random free time (anymore and i would unfortunately get sick of it which would be SUCH a shame since it is currently tied to so many good things (ie: slumdog millionaire, and fiji.))). there is a movie on right now in the cafe with colin farrell. i think it is tigerland... i like that movie.. but i haven't heard f-bombs in so long it is releasing tons of those things in my brain that tell me things that are wrong feel good. endorphins! nah... i just know that certain words release them because i know i shouldn't be saying them. and i'm not. i'm just hearing them. but my ears have been sheltered for so long... curious. very.. curious.

where did i last leave off? who knows. you probably do. i could go back and look, but that'd be super lame. i'll summarize.

one last venture of door knocking to the good place... it was just alright.

we went to a 'special' school (though they like to call it a sunshine school (though directly beneath it it says special school... curious... very.. curious)) however! the name was misleading and they weren't very challenged at all (i mean a few were, but for the most part they were extremely functional and healthy anyways) but it was more of a school for troubled young people... though they didn't seem very troubled either. IRREGARDLESS it was a pretty fun time.. really cool to actually have people laugh at our skits instead of just us. i had to give a 1 1/2 minute talk on how big God is but 23 seconds into it i lost their attention.. this is when i realized i'm never going to be a kids pastor because they don't agree with me.. but they give rad high fives and knew our names really quick and hopefully had a good time so we had a good time... chyeahhh

then... it rained today...

then.... yesterday we got a harsh reprimanding from the pastor... it was very out of nowhere. shocking actually... really really reaaaaaaaaaaaaaally pissed me and us off. things were said... that shouldn't of been said. things that had absolutely no right to be said. BUT i've forgiven him and so i must move on. i'll just say that before we came, we prayed we would be different from all the other teams. and we are! but next time we will have to pray that we will be better than all the other teams that came before, and that we wouldn't fall short as we apparently have. (DESPITE tons of conflicting arguments from the accusing side and several interlaced contradictions with previous conversational transactions leaving us blindsided and highly discouraged.) thankfully, our lovely fijian family is always there for us to make us feel amazing and loved and that we actually are doing good. downtalking moot, spirits up, time to shine. right? friggen right.

and we have very little time left. i'm not writing again until i'm back in NZ, so i'll have you know! that this week will be dandy. tomorrow, is church. heckyeah! but before that we are going back to houses we have visited with to say g'bye, pray s'more, and leave fiji with good memories. monday is our last day off, an as we went to a beach finally this monday, we should hopefully be visiting a sandbar in the middle of the ocean . hopefully. fijian contacts are not nearly as reliable as confirmed word (western..ly speaking..) so its really hopes we are banking on swimming in... tuesday will be more follow up, wednesday will be prison, and thursday we will be reunited with suva team and hopefully have a big lovefest/ party. glorious. friday, feet in, headed home to NZ.

mothei