Last day at the Wilds
Well, its been really quick. Bought lotsa music, sang lotsa music, heard lotsa sermons. Its really all flying past me here and I hope I can take the rest of my break here to mull over whatever I’ve heard.
Anyway me and david took the giant swing today.. about 5 storeys high kinda thing where they winch you up one side then release you. Its a super rush, just started laughing and laughing, they must have thought we were crazy. David says we were the “flying chinks” act but we don’t know if they frown upon racist inuendo so we didn’t say it out loud.
*Mrs Mincy just walked past to her room*
Anyway we’re gonna fly out tomorrow morning pretty early so we’re packing tonight. David just walked in with another pile of music 3 fingers thick. We’re going to have problems with the weight limit soon. My luggage was at the limit when I came here, now its going to exceed. Haha..
Going for dinner soon, have a great time back home. I’m already starting to want to be home. Its kinda boring (and annoying *shhhh*) to be with the same person every single day. Another interesting thing is I heard the “your english is real good” comment made at david. So, *puts on thick american accent* I told him that I don’t like to put on the accent and their eyes opened abit wider and they looked kinda suprised. Kinda silly how they think an accent makes english good or bad. The grammer, language and vocab decides how good your english is right? Anyway I’ve to go for dinner already, tardiness doesn’t exist here and usually, people here are early the amount people are late back home.
awwright yaawl, awl just ‘ead fer dinner now, see ya later.