So here I am, 2am and I just woke up from a long...long nap after getting back from a weekend away at church camp. The last camp I went to was in January in the now faroff Sentosa Island in Singapore and as I was pondering that I suddenly realise that in some respects I have regressed as a person. Maybe it was the different environment I have returned to or maybe it's returning to family and friends and all it's dysfunctional glory.
The camp itself was a collection of mixed experiences, my first attempt at organising music turned out ok though it did reveal my weakness as an organiser. And though it was good to hang out with my boys like in the "old school" church camps, I now realise that some things will never change unless you give them up.
Anyway 230 and I'm all out of rant
goodnight

Happy Easter Everyone!
It's been quite a cool week, Esmond and Jean are in town been hanging with both.
Saw Sigur Ros perform on good friday at the Great Escape Festival, I don't think I can even describe them as a normal band playing a gig. The whole experience was like watching an epic story being played out in motion and sound. The music acted both as the storyteller and the characters. Jonsi's voice was unbelievable, almost inhumanly high and clear.
Anyway took some videos and pics will post them on soon

I'll try and recount this week crazy as it has been, in the last two weeks I've been to 2 weddings and a funeral. Seems like a bad joke to me as I find out on Monday one of my oldest friends from church passed away from a long term illness. The shock of the news made me think of the unfairness of the situation and I forced myself to shut my thoughts and feelings off as I organise things for his funeral. But I find myself breaking down in tears when his mother shared his last moments.
"He raised his arms and shouted Thank You!"
He suffered from dyslexia and had an expected lifespan of 16 years, but God gave him 23 years in the world which he made use of faithfully.

Good bye dear friend

what lesson do I learn from this?
when tears and words just fail me?
when you looked so empty on your bed
I thought it was just a mistake
Or did He mean to take you back with Him
Now you're back with Him

Weekends are interesting when you travel from one mood to the opposite in the space of 2 days. For one thing my sister suddenly decide in the car on friday that she wanted to become "emo". Which was quite a shock to me and I nearly veered the car across 2 lanes, I then spent the next 20 minutes trying to understand how a teenager these days can pick up identities so easily. I found out that she didn't even know what emo or emo music really is, just that it's really popular right now... -__-

Went to Chris bucks at Spurs steak ranch on saturday, I think I've made it a once-a-year commitment to gorge on meat with my brothers in Christ... worthy is the Lamb... or the steak and ribs combo in this case.

Today after church had a nice nap then went to a nearby field to let the dogs out for a run. As I watched mum, sis and vince chase frantically after fluffy and tigger while I'm holding my cup of green tea, I gave thanks for days and times like these.