The languages you never thought you'd hear...

Yup, you got it! I'm actually gonna write a blog about a part of my life!

So...I go up to the church at 7:00(more or less) for mutual. It's our combined activity tonight. So, I go in the chapel...get stuck in the orange group. Then I have to play the piano, so naturally I mess up so they won't want me to try it again. Then my group meets up in the orange room. (Cam switched from green to orange so I wouldn't be the only idiot in the group!) Everything was fine up to that point. Then some guy starts trying to talk to us in spanish! Of all languages, the one I've learned to despise the most(thx 5ht and 6th grade!)! Luckily, the girls in our group could kind of translate what he was trying to say.

So then we move onto the pink room. Guess what happened? NO, we got stuck in another foreign language class. Our trusty translators were useless as we tried to decipher the Mandarin Chinese being spoke to us. I was the brave one to break the silence, and naturally after I commented the room went quiet tryhing to decipher the chinese!!

Third, the yellow room. Guess vere ve vent next? Dang, the accent gave it away. Your right, the birthplace of Hitler...DEUTCHSLAND!!(not to be confused with Disneyland, I had that problem tonight, turns out I was right. They do speak english in Disneyland) Our translators were losing their credibility. We drove this talker into playing Charades with us, and did it ever confuse the heck out of me! What about this next sentence makes sense? Big tree road lights.

Second Eldest was the blue room. I knew her! Alzeranox's sister! She told us she was telling us about her day in Romanian, but I don't believe her. I think she was really giving us tips to become an pro at 'Settlers' (best board game we play at their house). Maybe she wasn't. But I still got some good hints. =D

And Lastlyness. The green room. I swear the guy kept calling us morons. I kept asking if he was speaking portuguese, and everytime this is what I heard him say, "E surry le Sturya?" and I would say, "is that a yes?" and he would say, "you know comprude..." you know...in retrospect, he might've been a psycho...maybe it's good I couldn't understand him.

And there you have it. A night of confusion! But it did inspire me to learn a language just so that I can speak it and confuse the heck out of people!

Somehow it was supposed to be centered around this years theme (1 timothy 4:12):
"Let no man despise thy youth; but be thou an example of the believers, in word, in conversation, in charity, in spirit, in faith, in purity."