Last MTC letter

Dear Mother and Father,

This has been an interesting and stressful week. But still good, so don't stress. Elder Harmer and I have become such great friends. We talk and argue all the time, which is nice, rather than being quiet all the time. He bore his testimony on Sunday and said something hilarious:

"I got to the MTC and was nervous. I was wondering what my companion was going to be like. And then walked in Elder Casselman. And I thought "Great". (not in a good way) but then I got to know him and he is now one of my best friends."

Oh, and by the way, the watch Elder Last gave to me broke. What is up with that? I have managed to break two watches in two weeks. So, you know, maybe a new one will be nice!

Elder Harmer's broken arm has been a pain. He wants his cast off so badly that he went to the clinic to see if he could get it off. We are now, and this is not a joke, in the hospital. The MTC clinic doctor said that there might be something wrong.

There's been a lot of contention in the district which is such a shame. They constantly find fault with each other, and don't focus. It's hard, because I try so hard to be patient with others, but the others don't. Especially Elder King. He's rude to people and is incredibly intolerant. I've been calm until last night, when Elder Petersen and Elder Dobbins almost got in a fight...in front of the new district. I snapped.

I've been getting better at teaching, which is awesome, but I still am having problems. TRC's (teaching resource center) are weird. Some are hard to teach, while others teach us. We had to teach a baptist. That was hard.

Funny thing, though. I have not received a letter from Sarah, but her grandmother sent me a package. No joke. It's hard though, not hearing from her. Does she have my address? Did she get my letter? I hope so. Have Alyssa ask her when she sees her.

Well, since I am talking about girls, you know how they have "missionary goggles"? Well, it's a lie. The goggles make you not see girls, but as I have been in the MTC, the girls have gotten hotter. No joke. My standards have been, sadly, dropping day by day. The sister missionaries get progressively better looking. Girls I wouldn't take a second look at, I now drool over.

Oh, and by the way. Please when you send me food - if you send me food - don't send a whole ton of cookies and candies. Seriously, I am watching what I eat. So, if you send cookies, send two or four. NOT SIXTEEN! All of us have cookies and we can't eat them all! Oh, and send the packages to Tacoma now. I am leaving the MTC on Monday and won't get anything you send, including letters.

Has a game informer arrived? I ask because in Sarah's grandmother's package, there was newspapers to keep the stuff safe. On one of the pages, there was a review for a game I wanted to play. I started to go through withdrawals. What I would do to play a video game. Ha, ha. I sound like the guy from "Ghost". "Oh, what I would do for ONE cigarette." Ha, ha. But the thing I miss most, besides you folks,hmmm, is music. Yeah, we can't listen to music in the MTC. It blows!

How's it at home? How's the new oven? Did you get a new oven? How's the dog? Oh, he is so cute. I had a dream I was at home, in my bed, and he came running in, jumped on my bed and I woke up!

Love and handshakes to you.

Love,

Elder Courtney James Casselman

p.s. My flight is at 8:20 on Monday. So, I will be calling home at 6:00-7:00. Please be home.

p.s.s. How's my girlfriend? Did she get back safely from Prime Systems? (his computer)

p.p.s. I'm doing science and I'm still alive.