It's getting hotter here, don't bother wearing clothes *I am. getting so hot. But I don't have any clothes to takkke off!*

I thought that this next post was going to have to be one with really bad news.

See a couple days ago, after I had been riding my motorcycle for a long time, but it kept turning off. So in the middle of a back road I decided to check up on it and see why it wasn't running well. So as I was going over the motor I decided to grab a pipe and pull on it...

...what I didn't know was that this pipe was so hot that I could not even feel it burning me until I had been holding it for three or four seconds. I looked at my hand and it was like melting. So I thought "Shoot, I need to find some water!"

Thankfully it is rainy season here, so pools of water are everywhere. I saw one near me, but unfortunately it was too far away to reach. My bike does not have a kick stand, and having it working is more valuable here then having my hand working well, so I didn't want to drop it.

Then I saw hope! A little boy was standing about 20 feet away watching me scream.

Me: YOU!!! COME HERE AND HOLD THIS!!!!!! QUICKLY!!!!!
Boy: *stands there staring at me*
Me: GET OVER HERE AND FREAKIN HOLD MY FREAKIN BIKE!!! AHHHHH!!! MY HAND IS BURNING AND I NEED TO PUT IT IN WATER!!!!!!
Boy: *Eyes get wide, and starts to slowly walk backwards in fear*
Me: *remembers I can speak some arabic* ETA!!! TALE INI!!! (YOU, COME HERE!)
Boy: *starts to walk backwards faster*
Me: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *whimpering* Please... come here. I need you.


Now, I should have thought how this looked to the little boy:

Him: *Walking along the road, warily watching the scary looking white guy fix his bike*
Scary White Guy: *Starts screaming*
Him: Oh shoot, this guy is dangerous.
Scary White Guy: *Suddenly looks at him with crazy wide eyes and starts screaming at him*
Him: Oh shoot... This guy wants to kill me
Scary White Guy: *Screams more, waving his hands everywhere and pointing at him*
Him: My life is over. I am going to die unless I think fast. But if I run away too fast he will chase me. Maybe if I back away slowly...
Scary White Guy: YOU!! COME HERE!!!!
Him: AHHHHHHH
Scary White Guy: *deceptively starts begging*
Him: Sucka, won't fool me with that one.

Anyway, right at the point where I literally was going to forsake going to to water in order to strangle this kid, someone else yelled at him and told him to hold my bike for me, so he did.

So my hand started to swell really bad, and had these crazy marks on it. I got home and put it under cold water, because if I took it out, the pain was almost too much to handle. I thought I was going to have to go to the hospital or something. I looked at my hand and it looked like the flesh had partially melted on three of my fingers.

Then I thought... Wait... I am here doing the work of God, and... God made my body...

Me: God, I am trying to work here! I can't have a jacked up hand!
God: Ok

So about five minutes later my hand was completely back to normal. There is one tiny blister on my thumb, but that is all. WORD.

PRAISE GOD.

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I was looking around for Esther the other day and calling for her in the house, and I heard her say "I'm ova here!!" down the hall. So I walked over to the room where I heard her voice from, walked in the wide open door and there she was, almost completely naked, just... chillin.

Essa: *with a big smile* WELLCAAAAM!

Now... for some reason, despite her warm welcome, I did not feel welcome in that room. So I left very quickly.

Essa: *as I'm walking away* HAHAHAHAH JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASteeeeeen...


See something I have had to get used to here are the rules of nakedness. In the US, the rules are typically "Don't take off your clothes in a place where others could see you". But here it is different. Like if someone walked around town naked, or was walking in the house naked, it would be horrible, they would be like... shot. But the second they go into a corner, or into some place with one of their sides obstructed, they have full license to take of all their clothes. The ultimate naked place is the river (Which is right under a road) where guys just chill out completely neckey with no shame. There are girls chillin out all around, but for some reason the nature of nakedness changed when you are in certain zones. It is no longer strange. Especially since now the rainy season is ending, and it is getting hotter. (Yes, the 110 degree weather I was just in was like winter for them)

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Now Stanley says "blast" all the time. I think maybe it's because I almost fall over from laughing every time he says it. He talks about blasting the market people, blasting the church people, blasting pretty much everybody. I still have yet to see this "Blasting" take place, but it is a moment I am eagerly awaiting.

Maybe he will pull out a stick. I don't know.

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I went to the market yesterday and found pringles, peanut butter and jelly (the kind that is mixed together, called "Goober") and some chocolate milk powder.

I was so pumped to eat this stuff. Then I discovered how they make this Peanut Butter and Jelly:

1: Eat some drain cleaner
2: Poop it out
3: Put it in a jar
4: Slap a label that says "Goober" on it.

Let's just say I was deathly scared of Methane poisoning for about two days.

The pringles were ballin though! I ate all of them in one day.

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So I have been dancing straight for the last couple hours here because I got a recording program on this laptop, which has a built in microphone!


So... Yes, I wasted 2...or 3... or 4 hours of my day yesterday playing with it. I wanted to make an accapella version of a song, and I chose to do one of my favorite songs, Heart it Races by Architecture in Helsinki. I am actually really surprised with the results.

Click here to listen to it (Just go to the page and click download. Make sure you turn your speakers way up, if you have it quiet you will only be able to hear like 1/3rd of the "instruments" in it. In fact, it is the best to listen to it with headphones)

I know almost none of you probably know this song, but it is one of my favorites so I have been listening to it non stop. (No I don't know all the words)

You can listen to the original song here.

Ok yes, I had better things to be doing. But once I start on something creative it's really hard for me to stop until it is done. Tell me what you think!

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Apparently while I was making that song, Essa and a bunch of other people were listening to me. When I got done and came out of my room, Essa started making fun of "me praying". She thought that I was.. praying... that whole time. So her and everyone else were listening to my super spiritual self praying in different keys and different sounds for hours and hours.

Me: No I was actually making a song
Essa: Of course... of course...
Me: No seriously
Essa: AHAHA Jaaaaasteeeeen!
Me: Uh...

She thought I was trying to make excuses for my weird praying.
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Prayer requests:

~For the students here to have amazing understanding when I am teaching them, and that I would have a really good mind for teaching.
~For us to find more bibles
~For every meeting I have to be made, and not missed.
~For the generational and tribal wide curses here to be broken.
~My health