Worshipping
It has been quite a long time, since i woke up so early. I am not officially known as an uni student yet, but most of my classes starts at 8 am every weekdays. Waking up so early on a Sunday, is a definite torture for an irreligious girl like me.
Feelings with sleepiness and laziness, i logged on my msn, knowing my dear over there is going to inform me via msn. I wasn't well prepared yet, when he nudged me. Knowing that it's almost time to be fully ready, i clicked on the yellow blinking window, and left it there while giggling at it. I continued with dressing myself, while feeling fearful for not wearing the right choice of cloth to a roman catholic church.
I've heard lots'a information about being a roman catholic. Friends told me about it's being impolite to wear jeans that sorta clothes to an RC church. But if it's Miri's RC they might not be that strict on how you wear they guess? So i wore my jeans and the blouse he gave me, as my first appearance in an RC church.
Feeling anxious, when we reached the church, almost all of the sits are occupied. The morning mass started at 7am but it has been fully loaded by our miri RC s citizens around 15minutes earlier. The whole mass was covered with silence. Except for the sound made by Jason's baby nephew.
The mass begins with some sort of "i've actually forgotten what is what". All i remembered was they need to kneel down for around three times if i am not mistaken. Some of them lifted up their hands up to their shoulder( i saw my dear did it too). And Jason's mum kneel down at the moment she put down her handbag on a chair, while lifting her limbs up too. I think it's sorta prayer..
And then there's this thing call Receiving. Only those who has confessed their sins can go for the Receiving. My dear doesn't. I teased him for having so many sins and have not confessed it since december( He told me about his mum asked him to go Confession during december). And i've learnt that those who divorced can Never go for Receiving anymore.
I saw Marky at the mass. Jeanne and Nina's mum too. At least the church is not a total stranger to me =)
Suddenly,He asked me to switch places with him. I was being obedient so i listened to him. I didn't realise that the sun was blazing it's heat onto me until i look at him. =3
However he's such a nasty guy for lying me that there's still an hour left for the mass where it actually ends in the next few minutes. =.=
Even though we didn't get to go to the beach AGAIN. for the third time i think? Just by reminiscing all those people who kneel down, and the heart warming church songs, and of course when He sang... =3 It's a heart warming sunday.
A Prayer
