The holy week was a bore, and then came...

EASTER DAY!!!

I was starting to feel bad that I didn't hit the beach this holy week when suddenly, Easter Sunday bit me in the ass. In a really...really good way.

After a massively long time, I went to EDSA Shrine to attend mass with my family, which made me think of a few things:

1. When do you actually pray for your own prayers? Do you just sit down and listen to everything? There was a moment there when the commentator said that we could say our own prayers but after a few seconds, she started talking again. Believe me, I need more than 15 seconds.

2. Is it just me or the songs just got way longer as compared before. There was a moment there when I thought I was in a religious concert rather than in a mass.

3. Is it ok to honestly say that some priests need training in public speaking?

Anyway, after the mass, we walked around Robinson's Galleria to have dinner, play games like basketball and have coffee. I got pictures to show you that I am not kidding when I said I played basketball.

Me, dad, niece, younger sister and younger brother

And this...

I ended up killing all the hostages.

My dad has mad skills in playing hoops and shooting people!!! I made an oath to practice and ask for a rematch in the future.

The thing is, we rarely go out as a family. And I never thought we could have fun like we did today (or yesterday technically). So as a note to myself, just get more family time.

Easter Sunday or not.