February 3, 2017

So its been a week... The days feel like forever. We are teaching 2-3 times a day. I cant really speak anything. I can kinda understand things but not really. my group on the other hand can have full blown conversations with eachother. it kinda blows. I use to be able to prepare lessons before hand and translate them. but now we have time for absoulty nothing and i have to go in and just try to get by with saying hey, yes, no, o levro de mormon. thats about it. Also its nothing like spanish!

my name is Goko because of my hair. ive yet to get a hair cut because i cant find them. nor tell them how to cut it. also everyone says they suck here. so im kinda in a pickle.

My buddy got a letter in the mail the other day. It was totatally cut open. there was aparently candy in it and they stole it. AWSOME. but we've been told if you want to send anything you have to wrap it in pictures then just fedx it? fedex doesnt steal things i guess?

we are half way through the mtc and ive yet to learn any portagese. so im not doing good what so ever. This one girl said she was suppose to be here for 6 weeks and shes going on week 8... i really dont want that to happen to me

the days take forever to get over with. but if i try to remember the last p-day it feels like yesterday! weve decided that the time is expodental and it speeds up.

I now have songs that i havent heard in years stuck in my head... but cant remember more then 2 lines of lyrics. 

still trying to send pictures. its so cool here. people are stupid nice and only kinda smell like mexicans.

The whole rice and beans thing. its true. rice and beans always.A.L.W.A.Y.S. but there actually really good here.

i had a whole bunch i wanted to say but i forgot my books. so i will say more next week.

100 push ups, 100 sit ups, run around the block acouple times. and one day. you will be as strong as me -one punch man

Live Long, And Prosper

Elder Johnston