cat on a hot tin roof
i found more things out today. everything’s gathering like a storm, and i am seriously worrying about the youth in our church.
i think we are all too quick to judge, too swift to assume, too fast to condemn; myself included, and i believe i have faulted a few people in the past week for things i presumed out of concern and protectiveness over the people i love.
the odd thing was that after camp broke, i told l. rather mournfully over lunch on saturday, that i thought i should start being less antagonistic towards certain individuals.
there is a tendency to want to protect and shield the people you love from any harm or hurt that may befall them, but i realize that i cannot neglect the fact that some mistakes are ones that you have to make on your own.
personal growth and spiritual growth sometimes result from the errors one makes in life, and they do have a certain value in teaching which cannot be disregarded.
c’est la vie, it is.
of a full head and drained body
i went to look for a friend’s blog today, and as i read through each post, i felt sadder and sadder. what do you do when there’s a trainwreck about to happen, and the person who stands to hurt most is blissfully oblivious? and what’s more, you can’t do a thing about it - you have no right to and it isn’t at all any of your business.
i mostly couldn’t bear to look at her during dinner today, but there were times i just stared discreetly, studying her face - she looked so happy, with that mischievous smile and bubbly demeanor, and i found myself wondering when it would be destroyed.
i think i feel too much empathy for people sometimes.
on another note, i returned from church camp in kl, malaysia, yesterday evening, and i am so bitterly exhausted. i probably slept less there than in singapore, but the camp messages were absolutely wonderful - chris gnanakan (affectionately christened g-man by l. and yq.) ftw!
my head is full with the things i’ve heard, learnt, and discussed in the course of the camp; and not all of it entirely savoury or edifying.
i am honestly too fatigued to discuss these now - will probably do an entire post about the camp on a later date - and today was a full-enough day as it is. i wanted terribly to sleep in but i had an early morning tuition session followed by an event that lasted the entire afternoon, and finally dinner with my parents’ ag.
as of now, i have tomorrow’s yd lesson to do, and bible study notes to photocopy for the yf retreat.
no rest for the weary, unfortunately, and i shall end this post with pictures from zion bpc camp 2009.
arise and build: i »
arise and build: ii »
hello, again
i managed to eat a grand total of eleven pieces of durian today, and a fair amount of chocolate truffles - which while awesome during consumption, will probably metamorphosize into a grand sore throat tomorrow.
so anyway, i somehow got annoyed with my tumblr a while ago, and decided to shift back here for a bit and use e.illumn as my frivolous blog - the space storing the tales of my mundane day-to-days, the skinny on my currently happily boring life. it is my public domain, the url that everyone knows.
i’ll will probably still be keeping my more private blog(s) for them deep thinky contemplative posts, and the more personal rambling, but i haven’t had to be (foundedly) emo much this year, hurhur, so i may just leave them there to vegetate, much like i am doing this summer.
so, the backlog of random funstuff that i have been doing is a little too much to document - the usual zoo, ikea, sentosa, town, baking, breakfasting, etc. hence, i will simply pick up the thread from today - which was, mainly, squash with the family and l. at the club, with durians before and after.
the difference in our squash standards are quite laughable, really. my father’s an ex-university player and really good, l. is pretty awesome as well, in spite of what he says - my aunt, who’s a currently national player, says he’s pretty darn good and more or less on par with her. my brother has actually improved quite a bit, and has the advantage of stamina; but i, on the other hand, am admittedly quite bad. i mean, i can play a decent game, i.e. am able to actually connect racket with ball, mostly continuously; but i am quite sure my technique is wrong, and my stamina is in the dumps. when i got home after dinner, i was so exhausted that i slept like a log for three hours. and that was after a 45-minute game. as for the rest - my sister can’t play, and my mom went to the gym instead.
tomorrow will consist of, hopefully, me getting my overdue laundry done; and cooking at j.’s place - spaghetti vongole, c. and j. went to buy the clams today, the fact which resulted in a very odd and (i think) humorous conversation between l. and i.