Sunday, June 10, 2007 10:02 PM
10 june 2007Day fifty eight.
my first week in june has passed just like that. im only left with just two more weeks till winter arrives on the 21st june. charmaine- you'll be in for a weather shock. ha;D get use to the whole cold water from running taps in the mornings when you wash your face or the cold wind that blows when you walk to school. haha;D okay im mean. hey i went through that phase too and i didnt have it easy either. you have a heater now all thanks to your little sister here who went to buy one for you. im good;D
i went to church today. initially i wanted to go for the earlier one to skip the whole confirmation mass at the later time slot. but i lazed around in bed which didnt give me much time to dress up, eat breakfast and get ready to rush out of the house for the earlier mass. so i went for the confirmation mass instead.
the church compound were all decorated with red and yellow bands all over. with the picture of the dove and tongues of fire all over the walls. the church pews were all filled with parents, extended friends and the confirmants themselves. this reminded me of the time i got confirmed at st marys church back home. everything felt the same. the anticipation to receive the spirit, the anxiousness of waiting for your turn in line and seeing how others dress. the joy of seeing your family members and friends even your juniors who came especially just to support you in receiving the spirit. i miss my memories.
the candle lighting ceremony. we didnt have that in our confirmation. the oil annointing ceremony. i couldnt remember but i think i teared then. the whole steps of walking to the altar to the FATHER and asking him in your thoughts to grant you his spirit to set yourself open to the gifts he has in store for us. your godmother/ godfather right there behind you with your card thats written on it: amanda nicole. the priest says something and firmly pronnounces my confirmed name. i reply him 'amen'. he takes up the oil from a bottle and makes the sign of the cross on my forehead. the feeling of the oil there. the smell. the peace and warmth. the everything. i miss them all. mass ended a little later than usual.
i spent the rest of the day slacking. homework. slacking. studying. nothing else to do on a sunday afternoon. no wonder they call it lazy sunday.
