CHYK has changed by life. How?, one asks. I go silent, trying to internalize and categorize my thoughts so that I don't sound like a freak. But before I can think about what I want to say, it feels as if something hit the 'play' button not once, but twice... and I just can't seem to control my words. Its impact and influence on me is that obvious.

CHYK has given me
- A belief that whatever happens, happens for a reason
- Knowledge, in the form of individuals, literature and ongoing interaction
- A better understanding of my life
- The motivation to serve without expecting anything in return
- A bunch of my closest, or rather, most reliable friends
- An excuse for me to be the best person I can be
- A reason for me to sit up and explore the purpose of my life
- An assurity that it'll give me my life

Abstract, but all true. I love the spirit of CHYK, and I hope it goes on. We're the only sane people around, guys. Let's keep marching!