8 years certainly feels very long. Feels like I’ve been in JYM forever. Not saying I’m the old bird yet; I’m probably still very far from it.
I do still remember my first day in JYM, when I introduced myself as “Ryan’s brother” when they asked for our names. Not a wise choice when you have people like Jesse teasing you afterwards.
I heard a lot of crazy stories from Ryan before I entered JYM: Camp A176, underground church and so on. I guess I was rather mentally prepared when I entered JYM. I don’t really remember what I was like back then… I wasn’t the naughty one right? I still remember drawing on the sanctuary carpet steps (not literally, I mean you know the direction of the fur on the carpet.. argh whatever), being voted the Most Enthusiastic in my first ever JYM camp and forcing Ivan to proclaim “Blackburn sucks” during a game similar to Whose line is it anyway.
Yes and the pool table, and obviously carpark soccer.
Now for the not-so-happy side of my life in JYM.
I don’t think anyone has noticed but I’m actually a person who keeps a lot a lot of things to myself. If you remember, last year’s JYM camp afterglow was a rare moment I became very honest in my opinions. And there was actually more to it which I didn’t mention. This is another reason why I restarted my blog. Slowly but surely I’ll start releasing a lot of stuff kept inside of me.
I have an itchy ear. I do get irritated when the sound balance and mix for worship isn’t right. For one period in JYM back in the old church, I found it so hard to worship because all that was in my head was “the drums was way too soft”. It did take me a long time to overcome this. Maybe that’s why I’m doing PA now haha.
There was once I became very angry on something in JYM and went home to blog about it. Ivan and Pastor Henry came to talk to me about it. Contrary to their beliefs, I didn’t blog it in a fit of anger; I actually did take a while to process and then blog about it. It’s still swimming in my blogspot archives, if you want to find it.
I think I’m not the only one but there was a point in time I felt like quitting JYM, or “taking a break”. It was a dry season and I felt no one cared for me. There wasn’t anyone who would come up and ask me about my Christian walk and such, maybe because I looked like the regular church-goer who never had problems. I didn’t have a mentor either. Why am I still in JYM? I just couldn’t see myself leaving. Same reason why I didn’t quit Track in Sec 4. I have never told anyone about this. Consider yourself lucky.
One more thing that nobody knows: I was actually reluctant to become a committee member, but still accepted the offer. Not a good way to start off as a youth leader eh?
Lastly, there’s something that really irks me. But I will keep it for another post. So stay tuned haha.


