It is the end and a beginning, a beginning and end

1. Midnight's Children, the Booker of Booker's authored by Salman Rushdie, is a text of such intensity and volume to leave one reeling. There is great satisfaction having read it all, even having 3 different copies in my possession at one point in time. I fear whatever I read next may seem less exciting.

2. Every week should be like this week. On Monday, I met Louis, Gavin, Lynette, Charis, Charlene, Si Qi and Jolencia for dinner in Chinatown. On Tuesday, I enrolled in a driving school and booked my BTT for March 10th. On Wednesday, I met Jake at his house and had dinner with Jansen, Louis, Jake, Charis, Si Qi, Mark and Lionel at Blk 85. On Thursday, I sent Jansen off back to Melbourne. On Friday, I led worship at YAM service, attended camp echo which involved having HTHT till 5AM, partly around Jasper on the keyboard and partly playing Scategories, sleeping surprisingly well amidst the din till 9AM and having breakfast at Bedok Corner. On Saturday, I had YAM Comm's first meeting for 2010, followed by FL Worship Practice; I will have supper at the airport after we receive Guo Nian. On Sunday, I will lead worship at FL, attend cell group, have regular Sunday lunch with the Sunday lunch group, buy drinks + ice + cups, then play frisbee with the regular frisbee group + our invited Young Adult Ministry guests from Pentecost Methodist Church. This is the only breathing space I have to blog.

3. The day after tomorrow is month #2. If all goes well, 2010 will be filled with so much.

"It was a fist fight to get this taxi"

If there was a metaphor for life, it would be hailing a cab; you would not imagine the intricacies until you've perfected the art.

Anyhow, a year ago we got our results. If you get past the news reports with titles like "Four hacked to death in Malaysia" you'll read that the average of 40.49 is higher than my batch's 40.1 I will repeat this to my dying day: after the remarking, our average is SURELY higher, something around 41 if I'm not making too fine a point. And since we're the last to have the luxury of no downgrades, we'll probably remain, for the better part of the future, the best batch. Heck yeah.

A year ago I changed my occupational description. Officially 10 more months of this.

And it's contagious.

Spoken Word (Intro)

Tonight's YAM Orientation 2010, which I co-organized with rachh and TGN, was attended by a cosy number, a wonderfully succinct speaker and the a worship set so tight you could not have passed a guitar string through it. The 6 FB wall posts I've just sent out are testament.

I didn't attend supper on NYE night, nor the largish gathering at dong dong's place on NY Day post-wedding, and I'm not at the FA cup let'swatchsoccer gathering on the NY Day + 1. Yet this NEW DECADE weekend has been wonderful, in a samesamebutdifferent way from the CHRISTMAS weekend just last week. 2nd day of the new year, barely into a new decade, one I'm much more conscious of than when the new millennium dawned. I could look back on 2000-2009. I could ruminate the newness of time.

I think I'll just prepare for another Sunday, and even as the weekend ends, I know full well there has been so much to be thankful for, ESPECIALLY the regularities that are in themselves the largest blessings.

Truly, to be continued.

2010: 2 Hours and it feels like forever

It's 2:00 a.m. on Jan 1st, 2010. A new decade made it's silent entry in between pews of communion-taking congregation members at watchnight service. Already it has been an afternoon of squash with debaters, an evening with churchfolk, and now, a very late night and early morning just thinking. My last note on FB was about music for 2009, and it seems so trivial in comparison to all the other reflective ruminations, full of photos no less. But if these 2 hours are anything to go by, we are in for a blast.