Humidity

So here I sit. Yet again.

I want to cry.

No really, I do.

I want go home, but I never want to leave here.

Why is the world so huge?! Why did I come here and actually like people??

Oh, I am the most angsty, ridiculous person that ever walked the face of this earth.

I have also been reading much too much Jane Austen. I think she makes me dramatic.

Back to point. I left back in May, I left MS and AL to come to Gateshead England. I came through Mission to the World, and I really had no idea what I would be doing. I am pretty sure that no one had any idea what I would be doing. I came to be a service to the church, Gateshead Presbyterian. Let me tell you, the people of this church are amazing. They really are. I am not one to just make pointless compliments, I mean it. They are truly filled with Christ's love, and they showed me so much wonderful hospitality.

Once I got here, I started getting small opportunities to help out in different areas such as arts and crafts with the girls of the church, and some babysitting....

Then they invited me to come help the teachers at the Newcastle Christian School, needless to say, I loved it. Those children were the best behaved, sweetest kids. I am irritating myself with all this gushing, but I don't know what else to say.

I also got the chance to clean houses, prune gardens, and talk. Talking can be called a ministry, right? Well, maybe not, but I did get to talk. A.lot.

Recently I have been able to publicize for the Holiday Bible Club that will be held here in two weeks. I wish I could be here for it, and I pray that God will use in a powerful way in the community.

I really may just lose it on Sunday though. I saw some people for (possibly) the last time (that is an awful thing to type...) on Wednesday night (that would be last night, that's how the week works; Wednesday comes before Thursday, and Friday is after that), and I am surprised I didn't burst in to tears then. Really, I am way too emotional. However, I couldn't quite cry with statements like "Right, well if I don't see you in this life, then I'll see you in court" being made. And then being laughed at by the maker of said statement. How sad it shall be to leave British humour (see what I did there? with the spelling, I mean....yeah, I'm clever...I know how to spell stuff all Englishy). So let's hope I don't start crying till I get on the plane, and I have decided that I really have to come back right after graduation, if only for a few weeks.

I am seriously getting on my nerves.

Perhaps too much caffeine? No, it's too much Austen, she has ruined my writing, at least for a little while. Darn her.

I am going to stop now, before I really start to confuse people. I am not going back to see how many words I have left out of this post either. Nope, not gonna do it. I will just have to go through another day, get embarrassed, and fix it then. But not now.