Here comes the emergence of a brand new xanga posting of the one and only Adam Klassen! My apologies are offered as it has been two days shy of two months since my last blog. It could be taken as a lie to say that a lot has happened since then, but really, "a lot" is a relative phrase. I suppose I ought to take my story back to the month of December. The sliegh bells were ringing, the chestnuts were roasting, and Jack Frost lay over the North Sea on the coasts of Norway. Commotion of the holiday season had hit, and had hit hard. Our church was amidst the production of a certain pantomime (a curious childrens theatre style of play found in Britain and the U.K., based, most often skewed, on a commonly known fairy tale); the plot's base story was snow white and the seven dwarves, featuring six web-designing, six foot tall dwarves, with bashful's (the seventh dwarf) height hitting the reaches of five foot nil. Each performance went very well, but through all of this, I realized just how much I truly miss drama, that is, drama with a small amount of professionalism involved. Acting in the pantomime did not stand the comparison with my meager high school experience. But aside from my desire to act, the pantomime provided much fun and amusement, though one thing that I must say is that I am glad it is over. Next, Christmas break hit and I was off to the town of Bangor; a large town just out of the reaches of East Belfast. A family, with connections to my parents, took me in as their own and it was marvelous. They made me feel as if I was part of them, even their grandparents brought me Christmas gifts, which really did touch my heart. My apprehension towards spending a Christmas away from my own family was melted away with welcoming care. The Eves family; I dearly commend you. Even all of these wonderful Holiday season arrangements, as amazing as they were, did not make my homesickness void. My lovely mother, I miss your demonstrative ways. My laid-back Father; the anchor of our family unit. My gorgeous sister, I truly wish that I could walk alongside you in this time of your life. My loving brother, the respect in our relationship goes both ways. I miss and love you all. My apologies for the sentiment. Before Christmas day hit, I actually had moved out of my first house. I am sorry that I did not display the images of my old place, but I have taken photos of my new house. My good friend Liegh (she's actually from Calgary, but she's doing the internship as well) recently bought a new camera; a beautiful Canon DSLR, one which I want for my own. I used it for these pictures, but I was without a tripod, so it's a little bit blurry, but it gives you the impression. What do you think? (It is also with a wide angle lens, so it distorted it a bit) 
Here's the outside! 
The front door! 
The front room! It was a bit dark, so I had to use a longer shutter speed. 
The other front room, beside the kitchen. 
The good ol' kitchen, it's a bit messy. 
Up the stairs and to the bathroom! 
My room: angle #1. 
My room: angle #2. 
The other flight of stairs. Yep! There's three floors. After Christmas, all of us Equip interns went a retreat. On the retreat, we met some YWAMers from Belfast and Dublin, as well as interns doing a program called Sword of the Spirit. It was quite great, I always love meeting new people. After that, it's been back to everyday life out here in Belfast, Northern Ireland. Another member of staff has come onboard to work with us worship interns, so that has kept us a little more busy which is really quite great. A few days ago something momentous did occur. I cut my hair. Not just a mere trim, I slashed off my luscious locks and gave myself a whole new look! It is really quite amazing, even product has now come into contact with my head and will continue for the duration of my new 'do. Here's what it looks like (yep, that's messy little faux-hawk): 
One last little exciting occasion took place that I will mention. A couple days ago, Leigh and I made sushi from scratch! Here's a couple highlights! 
Mmm, mmm, tasty goodness. So that's about it! You can now consider yourself informed of the life of myself. | 
