"The church was incredibly beautiful, detailed in delicate ways that belied its heavy stone exterior. I felt as if I had walked into a Faberge box. "
- stalking the divine, pg. 8

I started reading this book one month ago, partly to chase away the guilt of my lack of reading over this past year, partly to fulfill my curiosity of this author's search for God. It's written from a Catholic standpoint, but i think nevertheless communicates a journey that's not too far astray from the Christian perspective.

For some reason, the way that the author described her questioning, her blunt curiosity of the Poor Clares nuns, and her gradually attained faith seemed so real. I had no trouble placing myself in her shoes and would have probably done the same myself, if I shared the same experiences.

definitely expect more references to this book in the future=)


Ever since the end of orgo I've been having a mosaic of emotions regarding the start of camp - anxiety, excitement, uncertaintiy, doubt, and a warm, fuzzy feeling. As the 21st grows closer, I become more reminded of the fact that this is a completely new experience for me, added to the fact that..although I've heard great stories about it, I really don't know any of the staff at the camp (except for this girl in my year and my program, but I didn't talk to her much during the year). I don't know about you, I'm quite surprised with myself - after all I'm the one who usually embraces new challenges.

Going through the Easter Seal (http://www.easterseals.org/) website somewhat eased my anxiety, and reminded me why God gave me this opportunity six months ago in the first place. I remember it was by looking at the photos of the campers/staff in the previous years that served as the final deciding factor for my decision. Seeing the pictures of those kids just makes my heart melt, and as I tell myself to think rationally, this job will probably teach and challenge me in ways that I can't possibly imagine. :-)


Father's day. Ironically I spent the majority of the day with my mom as my dad spent his afternoon at a golf course. She brought me along with her to shop for this dress that she's going to wear to her boss's daughter's wedding in August. I have to admit it looks absolutely adorable.=) Afterwards, since it was close to where we had to pick up Shelly for her gymnastics practice, we went to the sketchiest Chinese marketplace ever (Oriental Harvest?), to buy a tillapia from a guy who didnt even act like he knew how to clean a fish. Finally, I had fully mastered the art of cooking a Chinese steamed fish (also as part of my Father's Day present). The best part though, when my dad commented on how we didn't have to do anything for Father's Day at the dinner table, but it was obvious that he was...quite pleased.=)
Good bonding moments.


Lots of loose ends to tie up in the next three days though!!!
Monday - some last-minute shopping for camp gear (ie. sandals), returning all of my eleven library books (6 of which I still haven't read :$), spend some more quality time with family, pack, practice for my G, and clean out my bathroom (hooray)
Tuesday - hopefully passing my G test...and then meeting up with the girls ?.. dinner with Angela/Wei-zhen afterwards
Wednesday - two hours of intense badminton (my last time for 6 weeks), followed by fantastic 4 II, and whatever else that comes up.=)


speaking of my G... again, I should feel confident about it (I've gotten rid of a laundry basket-full of my old bad habits)...but I'm not. I really hope these syndromes of lackofconfidence are temporary for the summer. Again, it's one of those times when I have pretty much exhausted doing what I can do by myself, and just have to leave the rest up to God.

electives are such a paininthebutt. !!!!


Lastly...

If you don't know if you should stay

If you don't say what's on your mind

Baby just breathe

There's nowhere else tonight we should be

(Le Grand Mobile, BCE Place, 06/2007)