I think the Christians United camp was really more phenomenal than I had ever expected it to be.
I think I have a bunch of awesome friends in cell who go out of their way to let me know they care and wish my family well even after all these years.
I think I'm really undeservingly blessed to have someone special who goes out of her way too to walk through the thick and thin (think Hunt for the Rollerblade, then think movie tickets, you'll know what I'm saying =))
I think I have an barnacle buddy who unreservedly says he's just a phone call away. Props to you bro. =)
I think today musta been the weirdest day ever; I testified about God's goodness to my mom to which she really finally believes me, I visited a friend in the hospital and loaned her my own personal stash of plush toy and books, I witnessed a domestic issue between my ex-secondary school classmate and her husband at the usual birthday meetup but had fun anyway after that during the gathering.
I think I'm emerging from hibernation of my online activities, but maybe it's too early to tell. But I still think I am.
I think I need a space that I can call my own at home. It's too weird to be blogging with your mom sitting right behind you trying to start up a conversation. =P
I think it's even weirder if you're trying to blog and your computer screen is right next to your TV screen and your mom laughs at the TV screen and you don't know if she's laughing at that or you. In any case, you can't blog on.
I think I'm really gonna miss this bunch of SFC kids. I told myself to stay professional and don't get hurt from being too attached but I finally realize it's not possible and it'll kinda hurt in a beautiful way anyway.
I think the last six months of my time in mentoring have been somewhat more valuable than the other two years and two months in here. But maybe I'm not being fair. =)
I think I'm blogging like one of those young ones that can't really blog coherently and weave their thoughts together and so decided to do a scrappy post. I shall not do this too often.
I think I really love having inter-generational conversations. Today, when I visited my friend, I had a lovely time with her, her mother and her grandfather who are all awesome ppl who have wonderful stories to tell. Two hours there might just have been more valuable than the other four hours with my ex schoolmates who talked about everything but probably learned nothing. =P


My little feet left footprints

on Sunday, June 14, 2009; 11:01 PM

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