last night for pneumatos we had a sharing/identification night. we all sat in a circle. For the first round, everybody had to share about what they thought were their own strengths. Then everybody else shared with each other what they thought were everybody's strengths.
it was such an amazing night...
i think pneumatos is a very unique fellowship, i don't think i have words for it, but i just think it's a very special and COOOL group of people haha =)
what really stuck out to me was when eueu was talking about how pneumatos somehow has a very incredible transforming power.
I remember a few months ago, when i was still so new and stranger-y to MCBC, i was so shy, so lost, so unconfident with myself. i've also had many friends come and go, which made me become really defensive and hard to open-open-OPEN up to people really. Pneumatos definitely shaped me into a more outspoken and more willing to speak up kind of person.
i actually asked Abby on friday if she thought i'd changed, because abby's seen me through thse few years when i went through a lot of changes and moving and stuff, she said she's definitely seeing me become way more outgoing and "not whipped around easily". I guess, apparently, i use to be whipped around easily. *wachiiii*
it's also working at cineplex, along with my old NT pals, and high school pals
it's like i have a whole network of constant unchanging friends along with new friends (i still consider pneum "new") that is allowing me to embrace life more bravely
anyway i guess that was quite sappy

moving on.
i have this habit of trying to catch flying little bugs with my fist, like grasping it into my fist.
usually it doesn't work, but i always imagine myself having a stupid annoying little twit bug trapped inside my hand, feeling helpless.
while i studying, there was a bug flying all over my head and i was really annoyed, so i did that whip-flip-clench-fist action, i opened my hand, AND I GOT THE BUG! but it flew away.
I should've just squished it, but i don't think that's very sanitary and nice to think about.
I still remember when i was five, still in hk...hk was so mosquitoes-infested (it still is i think). anyway, everybody in the house just clapped and squished the mosquitoes whenever they saw them. it was normal to be in a middle of a conversation and *clap*.."no-i'm-not-clapping-at-you-i'm-just-killing-the-bug" kind of thing. i thought it was SOO cool to kill mosquitoes because you could see them all nasty and dead. the "better ones" were the ones that just sucked blood so they were nice and juicy and BLOODY. they usually left blood stains on your hands. EWWWW.
okay, anyway. i always tried to kill them but i was really slow. Okay i was only five okay? but you know when mosquitoes just filled themselves up with blood they're REALLY SLOW and big so yeah i was watching tv..saw the mosquito, and *CLAP* I KILLED IT.
i was SOOO proud of mself i ran up and down and all around the house, showed my right palm to my brothers, and my parents (who totally freaked out when they saw that darn big and dead mosquito mooshed on my hand), and i just wanted to leave it there until the next day so i could show my classmates. obviously i wasnt' allowed to.