Wonderful Weekend (Part 2)
After arriving past 3 A.M., I was just so grateful that I had Sunday morning to catch up on sleep. I woke up with a terrible headache which lasted til late afternoon.
My family was supposed to catch the 3 P.M. mass at the Archbishop's Palace in Shaw, but when we got there, we found out that it was exclusively for children. We decided to drive back to San Isidro Labrador Church which was nearer our place.
It was my first time to visit this parish, and I liked the mini-garden setup they had on the altar. I sat with my parents and brothers near the choir area, hoping to chat with a deaf attendee, since we were a little too early for the next mass anyway. I've been advised by my FSL teacher that interpreters and deaf people frequent this church on Sundays. Unfortunately, they were nowhere to be found during my visit. Sigh, better luck next time.
|Taken by Merbert: "Ate, ganyan ka lang... (hold that pose)|
Mukha kang model.... ng juice." (Ok na sana e! Haha :-/)
|Left to right: Dad, Merbert, Jobert and Jr|
**Q: What's better than receiving a direct compliment? / A: Learning that someone thanked your mother for being instrumental in molding you to become the ehem, 'lovable' person you are now. (Di baaaa??? Ito na ang ze ultimate, 1-2 punch! Hahahaha)
**Fact: About 50% of the names of those who married into the maternal side of my family start with the letter "J". Totally odd, no? Not that we're welcoming anyone (at least officially) into the family anytime soon. Oh-kayyyyyy. Awkward. #JustSaying! :)
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