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Friday, April 2, 2010
02.04.10

A very Good Friday to all reading this before 12am.

Big Brother's birthday today.

Speaking of which, yesterday Idiot called me and told me that Honey was involved in a car accident. I got so hyped up I almost wanted to tell my boss to let me off early to visit Honey. I can only say that Idiot's acting is supremely good.

And that I didn't pull any pranks on 01.04.10 but instead got pranked on.

Well anyway today I was made to go to church. Yes. I effing can't believe I went to church after how many years as well. And just to make it clear. I'm practically still a Christian. Why?

Because if I were given a form and asked to tick my religion, I'll probably tick Christianity. The only big difference is that, I don't go to church. It is hell boring. Especially the sermons and the standing part during praise and worship. My legs crumble. And I gamble. And sometimes maybe a little vulglar. But I so totally believe in God. :)

Back to topic. The only reason why I went to church today was to see my brother in a musical play which he was acting in so I can laugh about it later. Which means, I finally have something to tease my brother about like what Rodrick does in Diary of a Wimpy Kid. This time, I plan to be the Rodrick. It's too bad video camering was disallowed.

The thing about church events is,

NEVER TO BE PUNCTUAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And I mean it. NEVER ONCE has such plays started on time. They are ALWAYS late.
Safest time to reach is 15minutes after the specified time because they're always half an hour late. And no it's not the church's fault that it starts later but the PEOPLE'S fault! Due to people's inept in being punctual, they have to WAIT for others to fill the auditorium so that they won't disturb the play later. So basically, it's all thanks to those morons that everything is delayed. So the next time I go to such a play (I doubt I'll ever want to go to church ever again which will be explained later unless..), I'll bear in mind to be late which will make me a moron. :)

Anyway I can't believe it was a church when I stepped in.

There were like restaurants, fountains and basically everything that is NOT church-ish. There was a rooftop garden and it was nicer than Esplanade's. I mean it! The walls are marble and the panels are all made of glass. The moment I stepped in, it reminded me of a MICE Convention Center and so totally NOT a church.

And the auditorium which was called a SANCTUARY, was much much bigger than TP's Convention Hall. Their technology is really hi-tech and really, it just doesn't look like a church at all. Maybe because the last time I went to a church it was much simpler and plainer. But whatever, it can so totally serve as a MICE Convention Centre instead.

If you're wondering what church it is, it's Holy Trinity at Paya Lebar.

After waiting ions, the play finally 'started'.

And first, I totally wasn't expecting praise and worship BEFORE a play. Heck I didn't even expect there to be ANY worships going on at all. I merely came to make fun of my brother acting in a play later. I knew I was in for it.

The singing lasted really long and as usual, my legs really wanted to crumble. And as they sang, I looked around me and saw that everyone was so serious and 'into' it. And I begin to ponder, all these Christians, they come here and act like they're so holy and stuffs. But the minute they step out of church, they act like another person. (This does not imply to every Christian) But yet in the House of God, they act so goody. I know this because when I left the church a bunch of people probably in their cell groups were acting SO ROWDY hollering at the top of their voices and I even heard vulgarity.

Seriously. If you want to be a Christian you'd better start acting like one. Saying you're a Christian gives people a certain 'expectation' of you i.e.
You cannot gamble. You cannot scold vulgarity. You cannot smoke. You cannot drink.
Tell me, who really obeys that? I have yet to see a Christian who does NOT gamble, drink, smoke or scold vulgarity except... I think a very small handful.

Basically that's what comes into my mind when someone says he/she is a Christian.
But now, things are so different.

Whenever someone tells me they are a Christian, I'll straight away think that they're only going to church for the sake of having fun, hanging around with friends and whatever. I really wonder who goes to church to really really really and I mean REALLY worship God. And then there are people who goes to church to NETWORK for their business. Literally. And I know a few who does that. So tell me, is church really a place just for worshiping or a place for business and to expand your network?

I'm so off track. I'm supposed to blog about my brother's performance LOL!!!

After the praise and worship the play FINALLY started. I totally LMAO when I saw what my brother's role was. He was acting as a Kopitiam Boy in SINGLET!!!!!!!! NO WONDER HE WENT ON A DIET!!!! So he won't look so fat in it. I really tried my best in stiffling my laughter but the person next to me still stared at me. But it was SO FUNNY and my brother talked in a funny accent. But I can so tell it's him sometimes especially when he "OHHHH"s and rubs his tummy. HAHAHAHA!!! Some bad habits are just hard to get rid of :)

And at the end of the play, there was actually SERMON!!!!

FUCK YES SERMON!!!!!!!!!!

OMG!!!!!!!!!! That totally hit it. Damn I should have KNOWN that ALL churches will give sermons. How can I be SO NAIVE?!?!?! Damn. And it lasted for over an hour. My eyes were so totally giving away. If sermons can be preached in a funny way, I wouldn't mind listening.

But sometimes the things they preach are REALLY CORNY and.... I just don't know how to describe it. It's really very very very boring. If I can go to church and skip the sermon, 80% I'll go. Sadly, sermons are the bulk of the content.

So I was like WTF that there was a sermon at the end. Was quite peeved especially at the part where they tried to "CONVERT" more people to Christians. I don't know why they are so INTO converting people. I know it helps to 'save' your friends lives after life (you get what I mean?) but really, they don't have to so literally force us.

Now you know why I always doubt people who say they are Christians because I'll start thinking DO YOU REALLY LOVE GOD or do you go to church just to HAVE FUN at the rate they are converting people. Plus there's always peer pressure. If all your clique of friends goes to church, you'll want to join too so you won't miss out the fun. So tell me again, who really goes to church to praise God??? I need to do a survey on this. Because I'm very confident only 20% of them goes to church for God.

Anyway, the pastor asked who wants to follow Christ again after backsliding for so long and my Dad raised his hand and I was like,"OMG SPARE ME!!!!!!!" I thought he wanted me to raise with him as well but I began sinking lower in my seat so I think he got the hint.

What's funny is that, my Dad is always all talk and no action. The pastor asked those who raised their hands to proceed down so that they can pray for them and he didn't even budge. So much for acting big.

At the end of the day, had dinner and celebrated Big Brother's birthday with teasings from me. But he didn't seem to mind and instead, started singing the musical. Had loads of chilli crabs and I think I'm going to have a HOT time shitting.

End of story.



Yes it has been a long post and a long time since I typed so much. Hands kinda pain.
Yes hands not fingers.
glanced at the mirror at 7:14 AM