L.A.

I am in L.A. soon to be called to board and get to my final destination in Provo, UT. I met this cool missionary, o well soon to be an RM on the flight. There were a lot of missionaries returning home in my flight. All of them coming from Chile. So I got to seat next to this guy, Elder Hafen. He was really scared/excited/stoked to be going home to Idaho Falls. And even more to watch a movie in the flight. We watched - or tried to watch - Sabrina together but we both ended up asleep. It was a slow movie too. It was pretty cool to get to talk to someone during the flight and he said before I told him I was 100% Peruvian he thought I was one of those latin kids born in America and forced to learn Spanish as they grew up. He thought that because he said I was pretty much American just because my English is good, but he hadn't heard my Spanish so he didn't know how great it is. We talked in Spanish a bit later but he didn't want to because he thought I was gonna make fun of it. Silly self-conscious elder. We're in the same flight to UT too. Pretty random.

It took forever to get through check in because they opened my bags and took everything out. Since I have nothing to hide but turrones for my friends then it was all good. And now I'll be leaving in no time. I'm still a bit sad, but it's back to reality now. I'm somewhat excited. Just to see Provo... and get my stupid phone fixed!

So long Peru

I am currently at the Lima, Peru Airport waiting for my flight to depart. I have never been so sad. I want to stay in Peru, with my family. I love them and I just can't bear the thought of being alone again many many many miles away from home. I wish I could just say "wait, this is not what I want, I'm leaving now!" I could call my parents and tell them to pick me up and never let me go again. But alas, I'm just dreaming out loud.

These last 4 months I had a home, a private room, an amazing dad, a wonderful mom, a beautiful kid sister, a bright baby sister, a great aunt and the cutest puppy ever. Tomorrow I'll go back to my reality of a rented apartment, a shared room, no relatives close whatsoever, no pet.

Peru is my home. Why did I ever think about leaving it?

Back Again

Afyer 2 1/2 years, Dayan and I have been reunited. It's been forever since that last time we saw each other in the Salt Lake Airport and she said "Don't cry. You'll never see me again but don't cry." But here we are. Friendship doesn't mean being inseparable. It's being separated and knowing nothing will change.

13 days

Currently listening: Pieces by Red

I have mixed feelings. In 2 weeks, I'll have to take a plane back to Provo to go back to college. I'll have to leave the comfort of being home surrounded by people who love me and who make me feel there's something worth living for. But I also want to go back and finish school so my parents know that being apart from each other for so long was worth something. I want to be somebody. That's why I went to BYU. Because I wanted to do something with my life to make my parents proud of me, and that's why I'm going back.

30 pounds lighter but still a poser

Little Franco is my favorite kid in Primary!

Elder Cabranes got set apart as a full time missionary on Aug 11th

Match Point

Edited something again!