nothing much to be said....

It has not been much updating over the past week. It was a pretty dull week....owh well.. Sibu kan?

But during the Holy week i manage to go to church. Yeap! Finally to St. John's, where i first set foot on a church. The very place my pretty pretty had her baptism when she was a baby and i was there to witness it... i think. So said she. hehehe. It was a Maundy thursday service. I went pretty early. By 5pm i was there. But i asked one of the church members and he said that its at 7.30 pm . So i had to hang around and kill time at Sing Kwong supermarket. Just opposite the church. Well, the wait was worth it. And i really need to go to church. Its been awhile since my last prayer and my recital of the Nicene Creed and the recieving of the sacrament.

It was suppose to be an English service but it was soO Iban-ish. As the priest in charge had just been transfered there, i guess he saw the majority of the congregation were Iban so maybe it wouldn't be much harm doing it in Iban also. And (God Forgive me).. the readings sounded very very Iban-ish! I had a little giggle as i had a short self-entertaining myself, listening to the broken english. Well, i wouldn't mind if it was an Iban service jak. But owh well. At least i did my prayers and everyone else did.

On Good Friday... i skipped service! Gawsh! The whole day i felt bad not going to church. And that night i was chilling at Agan's room with Fidelis and C'nong our new mate from Sabah. And we dranked piss drunk. Still feeling bad i just kept shut and slept. So the next day, i totally decided i'd better be going to the Easter Vigil service at night. And this time i went a little later. By 6 pm i was waiting for the bus. I assumed that the service would be at 7.30 pm. But once i reached there, the gate was still close! So i went up Sing Kwong and played that shooting game at the arcade. "OOOWW--PHEN FAAAYERR!!" (dawin spoow and jewl should know what game tis is) By 8 pm i was done. I rushed out and checked, still. No one was there. So i had to wait till 9 pm when the service started. I just had to accept that tis is what i deserve for not going to church on Good Friday... sigh

Then on Easter sunday, again i skipped service. gahHH! Felt bad. But i use the whole day to clean up as i thought my heavy coughs at nite during sleep was due to the dusty bed sheets and pillows. The day was hot and bright so i went to wash em all and dry it on the fence... then.. the most unpredictable thing happened.. HUJAN PANAS! Masibai.. had to run out and ambik my kain. Those from the hostel realised what had happened and they had a good laugh about it.. damn. Later that evening, Fidelis asked me to join him for service at the Sacred Heart Catholic Church in town. Realising that my day was a pretty bad one so i went even though it was of a different denomination. And again i entertained myself by correcting the preachers english. hehehe. Then *sppooolsshh!!*... it rained heavily. By the time church was done, we were stucked. But we decided just to had back straight despite the rain. He had his raincoat on but i was soaking wet. And i believe that is what i get and deserved for not going to church and...... correcting preacher's grammar....AGAIN.

Starting next week, ill be going to church weekly.. i hope. hehehe :D