hello once again all you lovely people. I’m back to fill in all those gaps I keep leaving. Today I’m at the Lachance home, about a fifteen-minute walk from my place. Nicole and I are spending the day making different kinds of jams and marmelades and pies :9 We’re using up the big bucket of sour cherries that I brought home from my trip to Ottawa earlier this month. Yum!
Job-wise, things are going well. I’m starting to have interviews at several places, I’ve sent my CV out to many more, and there are still quite a few places left for me to contact. I will definitely have some part-time work starting in mid-september, and there are more possibilities in the making. See? Things get up and running quite well. All I have to do is stay in Drummondville this time around. 😉 And really, I don’t see why I would move out now. I’m going to get a job soon, so I can pay for myself… the people here are really nice… I’ve made some good friends in the area… I’m close enough to Montreal that I can serve on the 3CJ and visit friends regularly… I’m in an area where there’s a lot of work to do for the Bahá’í Faith… there’s a lot of economic growth — Drummondville is billed as one of the cities with the most growth in the country, I think… hey, God just seems to be setting things up so that it’ll be really convenient to keep living here.
And all you people who keep telling me that I have to find a nice girl and settle down, well, you’re just going to have to wait, because nobody’s showed up yet and that suits me just fine for now. It’s up to the will of God 😛 Besides, there are steps in life. I gotta learn to live well by myself (ie. steady work, balanced with social/spiritual/service/physical aspects) before I open up the
can can of worms can of — before I endeavour to share my life with someone else. There’s a balance in everything.
Uhhh really cool: last night Mars was the closest it’s ever been to the Earth in all of recorded history. Not bad huh? It was pretty darn big and bright. Unfortunately I had no binoculars (or telescope). Sad.
Here’s a little story ’bout a man named Jed. No, here’s the story of the camping trip last weekend. It was quite the experience. I was basically the only guy participating, out of a big group of girls. It went really well though. No tomfoolery — these are Bahá’ís. We studied this year’s Ridván message from the Universal House of Justice to the Bahá’ís of the world, we played drums, we juggled, we sang songs, we toasted marshmallows (quite well), and talked until about 2 o’clock in the morning. And that was just the first day. The next day we got woken up at 5:20 AM by the neighbour’s loud rooster after freezing throughout the night, played hangman and tic-tac-toe in the sand, cooked breakfast over the fire (toast, hot dogs, eggs, marshmallows (sorry mom), and muffins), studied the Ridván message some more, and then packed up and went to have lunch… guess where? In downtown Danville, where the gas was cheap and the scenery was pretty darn nice. We had lunch at a coffeeshop on top of the local bakery, which happens to be where some of the local Bahá’ís work. Cool, no? It’s the Café Sorcier, in case you want to know, and if I could remember the name of the bakery, I’d tell you. Anyway, all in all, the weekend was a pure delight. It was great to just be together as friends, studying and praying and having fun together. I’m gonna have to go to more of these youth meetings.