Life Of Versatile Enthusiasts

I wasn’t in the mood to go to church. I was tired. Tired of hearing my brother scream and play, tired of moving around a lot, and I had this massive headache that lasted the whole day.
I had to go, it was almost Easter, the Resurrection of Christ. As I headed toward the car, I told myself that it would just be an hour, 2 shows on Animax, something that would pass quickly. Why was I always wrong? The mass turned out to last 3 hours. I looked at the things that would interest me into keeping awake. The first one was the bonfire. I loved the bonfire. I just stared at it the whole time we were there at the parking lot of the church, still trying to pay attention to what the priest was saying. He said something about the body and wounds of Christ, but I couldn’t remember it well. I remember the priest approaching the bonfire a few times, blessing it with holy water the first time, lighting his holy candle the second time, and lighting the incense the third time. I was getting bothered by the smoke when we went back inside the chapel. I wanted to know how they put the fire out, or if they did guess I wasn’t paying much attention after that.
When we went back inside the chapel, the lights weren’t turned on yet. I wondered why. Then the priest said something about lighting our candles. What candles? We didn’t bring any. A few people went around lighting the candles of other people, soon after that, the whole chapel lit up. I stared at all the tiny flames instead of singing the song that they were singing. I saw people looking at the flame of their tilted candle while the wax dripped to the floor tiles. I always wondered why wax would harden so quickly. It occured to me that they already blew out the flame of their candles, and the light had turned on. I frowned, knowing I had to look for another thing that would interest me.
Looking around, I saw a kid. I looked at the naughty little kid who looked like a boy and a girl. Dressed like a boy, and moved around like a boy, I thought that he is a boy. Now, if that kid is indeed a boy, why would his parents let him have a haircut like a girl? The kid had bangs and long hair that was let loose. Maybe his parents couldn’t get him a haircut because he moved a lot. Eh, whatever it was, it wasn’t my business.
AAAARGH! I was horrified as my head started to nod, and my eyes started to close. Why couldn’t I have just stayed at home and slept??? I leaned on mom’s shoulder. She understood that I was tired, so she let me stay like that. I didn’t sleep. When I leaned on her shoulder, I promised my self to not close my eyes, and i didn’t…. for awhile. I closed my eyes, but I couldn’t sleep. People were singing so loud, I could’nt help but sit up straight and get annoyed. I guess I should be thankful.
Looking at Raja sleep, listening to the people sing, time passed so slowly. The woman beside me gave me a candle. I thanked her and started to lighten up as time passed.
The mass ended. Raja woke up, asking what time it was. It was 9 minutes past twelve. 6 shows on tv, a flight going to Hong Kong or Singapore. I was tired.
As I got into the car, I told myself that it was over, I told myself that i could sleep. Raja fell asleep when we got to the car. I looked out the window and I saw Sir Roi, Apaule and the rest of the Cervania family. We greeted them a happy Easter and waved good bye.
I went up the stairs, to my room, I got ready for bed, said my prayers and then slept. HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!! GOD BLESS!!!!!!!!!!

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