Sunday, March 28, 2010



In many ways, CTC reminded me of Odyssey.

Both events were events that I invested so much effort into and I'm not even sure I invested more in CTC than Odyssey.
Both events saw tears from Councillors.
Both events saw Council as a family.
Both events will forever remain in my heart.

Right now, I'm still kinda numb that CTC has ended. After intensive planning for several months, having your event over in 2 days feels kinda fast. I'm glad that the 8ths had fun; I'm glad I've learnt so much about what I can do, what I cannot do and what I have to learn to do from CTC.

But really, what I remember most about the camp
Is realizing how much
just how much
the Council means to me.

Lowering our flag was painful
Because we'll never do morning ass o' doom again.
cause we'll never plan teachers' day together again
nor prom
nor ogl camp
nor orientation
nor ctc
nor invest.

i've gotten so used to seeing their faces everyday
i'm not sure how it's going to be like not seeing them everyday inside that room.
it's like waking up in your room but with different coloured walls.
everything feels the same.
but you just know that your boundaries have changed.

council was my boundary. my so-damn-important boundary.
the kind of boundary that doesn't really exist, the kind of boundary that repels you out of your comfort zone.
it's like the rope in bungee-jumping.
yeah sure you're doing something you're not entirely comfortable with and it's scary as hell.
but you have that tether-rope
and with 31 people holding onto that rope.
how much safer can I get?

despite knowing that it's good I'm finally stepping down and (hopefully) now able to concentrate on my studies, i still cried yesterday.
i wasn't really sad... it was just the memories that came back and the tide of emotions that overwhelmed me.
remembering how much we've gone through as a council.
and i cried simply because i realized just how much i loved the experience.
realized it deeper and simpler than i've ever realized it before.

in ki, we wonder if there's Absolute Right, a truth that is so 'correct', so simple and so irrefutable.
joining council is my absolute right.

...
and yes, thirty-two is better than one.