On Attend C. Food poisoning, possibly due to cookhouse. Spent most of Christmas with diarrhea, abdominal pain and vomiting. Feeling tired, a little sleepy. To be expected I suspose, since it's almost midnight.

This year has been eventful, tough and good. NS changed a lot for me, in both good and bad ways. Now POP is in sight. I didn't wish to take status for these last two weeks, but well, shit happens. Quite literally. Nonetheless, I've more or less enjoyed BMT, as far as anyone can I suppose.

As for STAC, the choir has been through quite a lot this year. But through the flames of trial I've seen so much growth in the members. I can't say anything else except that God is faithful, even when things don't seem to be going the right way. From where I stand, from the new perspective I've found...it can only be good.

Soon, I wouldn't need to put in too much input. Soon, the young ones will take charge, will forge ahead. I can only hope to be like Uncle Sam, the quiet and faithful mentor and supporter. The generous man behind the scenes, never wanting anything more than to see the choir grow in faith and love. I'd like to be that man, very much.

What happens now? I must say I'm excited to find out. To my juniors, whom I've always regarded as my own little brothers and sisters, I can't tell you how proud I am of you. Keep growing, keep praying, and always always keep faith. God bless all of you :)