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the past week/month was kinda hectic. i didn't do much but it felt and seemed that way. anyhow, just to rid myself of that busy feeling - i'll just make a run through of the week/month that was:
- flew to bangkok last april 13 despite having doubts and healthy degree of fear. a few days before our flight, i've read nothing but terrible news of deaths and injuries of soldiers and rally-ists alike in central bangkok. luckily, when we were there - bkk was as peaceful as peaceful could get. thus, we truly had a blast. loved, loved the thai's cultural show "siam niramit." jumped with joy when i saw the magnificent ruins in ayutthaya. was amazed at some women who showed immense vaginal muscle control at bkk's famed patpong area. got all wet and white on our last day in bkk during their songkran 'new year' festivities.
- had dinner with him who will never be last april 23. as always, had fun talking about anything and everything that eventually led to him talking about his religion and its traditions. this ended with an invite to attend their "pamamahayag" - some kind of bible exposition and open forum where non-members of their church were invited and given the chance to ask questions about their beliefs.
- first book club discussion with college friends. we tackled "the kite runner." started really, really late due to phone malfunctions, last-minute grocery shopping, and equally late but hilarious and fun dinner of liempo, lechon manok and halo-halo for dessert. i think it was around 10 PM that we finally had ourselves in front of the two computers. miss debi joined the four of us [moi, marini, ivy, and joan] via video call. after a few computer glitches, we had an animated discussion of the book that ended way past midnight. agreed to read e.m. forster's room with a view next
- april 25, as the plan to meet at mactan shrine for the kadaugan sa mactan food fest was foiled as joan got the information wrong, she and i ended up notebook/laptop shopping at sm cyberzone. we left with me lugging joan's very pink asus eee pc.
- april 30 - attended the pamamahayag as promised. [well, jeans were allowed so off i went]. WOW! their church was like a courthouse, reminds me of capitol's social hall. very impressive ceilings and devoid of any statues of saints or the cross [well, jesus is not GOD for them]. apparently, during service men and women take separate seats; men occupy the left side of the hall and the women on the right. each person is also seated one person apart from one another; talk about more elbow room and personal space [this i like esp. if you're the type to cringe at sitting in close proximity with a total stranger [hehe, walay "sikit-sikiti beh, kay walo-walo ni or the like. the event left me speechless! their beliefs were totally opposite what i grew up with [or at least nothing in common with all the teachings i only learned through religious viewing of flying house and superbook, hehe]. he said i should attend their "indoctrination" so all my unasked questions will be answered and that i had nothing to fear as attending such doesn't necessarily equate to conversion. to this i only had laughter as reply + "we'll see".
-may 1. day after the pamamahayag, off i went with dude#2 and rhea to simala in sibonga. i promised arn a week prior that i'd accompany him there. as i've never been to sibonga, i readily agreed and even had rhea agree to tour us around their town and the famous church. weird.weird experience. it was my first time to go to that church without any idea what the hoopla surrounds the simala church. after paying our respect, we passed by a hallway full of testimonials from people whose petitions have been granted by mama mary - the virgin mother. coincidence or the holy spirit, but i was directed to stand before a board posting a number of ultrasound results from different hospital's women's clinic. a few were of women with myoma and other reproductive issues. some others were of women wanting to have a baby after ten or so many years of being barren. i have had reproductive issues since i was 12 years old and with a non-existent partner, i could not help but cry as the testimonials seem to encourage me to really KEEP the FAITH, and to BELIEVE and HOPE.
anyway, i'm now too sleepy to think of an appropriate closing. thus, i'll resort to saying this, "THE END!"
- flew to bangkok last april 13 despite having doubts and healthy degree of fear. a few days before our flight, i've read nothing but terrible news of deaths and injuries of soldiers and rally-ists alike in central bangkok. luckily, when we were there - bkk was as peaceful as peaceful could get. thus, we truly had a blast. loved, loved the thai's cultural show "siam niramit." jumped with joy when i saw the magnificent ruins in ayutthaya. was amazed at some women who showed immense vaginal muscle control at bkk's famed patpong area. got all wet and white on our last day in bkk during their songkran 'new year' festivities.
- had dinner with him who will never be last april 23. as always, had fun talking about anything and everything that eventually led to him talking about his religion and its traditions. this ended with an invite to attend their "pamamahayag" - some kind of bible exposition and open forum where non-members of their church were invited and given the chance to ask questions about their beliefs.
- first book club discussion with college friends. we tackled "the kite runner." started really, really late due to phone malfunctions, last-minute grocery shopping, and equally late but hilarious and fun dinner of liempo, lechon manok and halo-halo for dessert. i think it was around 10 PM that we finally had ourselves in front of the two computers. miss debi joined the four of us [moi, marini, ivy, and joan] via video call. after a few computer glitches, we had an animated discussion of the book that ended way past midnight. agreed to read e.m. forster's room with a view next
- april 25, as the plan to meet at mactan shrine for the kadaugan sa mactan food fest was foiled as joan got the information wrong, she and i ended up notebook/laptop shopping at sm cyberzone. we left with me lugging joan's very pink asus eee pc.
- april 30 - attended the pamamahayag as promised. [well, jeans were allowed so off i went]. WOW! their church was like a courthouse, reminds me of capitol's social hall. very impressive ceilings and devoid of any statues of saints or the cross [well, jesus is not GOD for them]. apparently, during service men and women take separate seats; men occupy the left side of the hall and the women on the right. each person is also seated one person apart from one another; talk about more elbow room and personal space [this i like esp. if you're the type to cringe at sitting in close proximity with a total stranger [hehe, walay "sikit-sikiti beh, kay walo-walo ni or the like. the event left me speechless! their beliefs were totally opposite what i grew up with [or at least nothing in common with all the teachings i only learned through religious viewing of flying house and superbook, hehe]. he said i should attend their "indoctrination" so all my unasked questions will be answered and that i had nothing to fear as attending such doesn't necessarily equate to conversion. to this i only had laughter as reply + "we'll see".
-may 1. day after the pamamahayag, off i went with dude#2 and rhea to simala in sibonga. i promised arn a week prior that i'd accompany him there. as i've never been to sibonga, i readily agreed and even had rhea agree to tour us around their town and the famous church. weird.weird experience. it was my first time to go to that church without any idea what the hoopla surrounds the simala church. after paying our respect, we passed by a hallway full of testimonials from people whose petitions have been granted by mama mary - the virgin mother. coincidence or the holy spirit, but i was directed to stand before a board posting a number of ultrasound results from different hospital's women's clinic. a few were of women with myoma and other reproductive issues. some others were of women wanting to have a baby after ten or so many years of being barren. i have had reproductive issues since i was 12 years old and with a non-existent partner, i could not help but cry as the testimonials seem to encourage me to really KEEP the FAITH, and to BELIEVE and HOPE.
anyway, i'm now too sleepy to think of an appropriate closing. thus, i'll resort to saying this, "THE END!"
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