When I got to Manila three weeks ago, everybody complimented me for losing so much weight. A friend even had a double take on me and said, 'Teka, nagpa-nose lift ka ba?'. To which I replied, 'Nye. Hindi noh. Matangos talaga ang ilong ko. Lumubog lang yan nung mataba ako.' Wehe. :P Since September, I had been going into the South Beach diet and I had lost a total of 15 pounds. Siempre proud ako noh, hirap din mag-South Beach especially sa start. First day, I thought I was having withdrawal symptoms from sweets. Nanginig kaya ang kalamnan ko. But things got better after a few days and I actually enjoyed not eating any carbs (rice, pasta, breads, and yes, even fruits).
Now, after three weeks in Manila, I am getting fat again. Blast! My people (haha, as if ruler ng Aparri), told me I've grown a little fatter. *Sigh* I just wish I will not be one of those who yo-yo all their lives. I really have to get back to my diet. Tama na muna ng Fruits in Ice Cream. I dunno how to manage religiously sticking to my diet this eating season though. Last last night was my brother Paul's birthday. Last night was my cousin Angie's. Tonight is Noche Buena. O ano? Wala na.
Anyhoo, it was my first Simbang Gabi in our town this morning after a long time. We weren't complete as a family because my dear palikero brother Lloyd wouldn't get up. He spent last night chatting, texting, and calling up girls. Paul said he slept around four. Eh five kaya ang misa. Oh well. Too bad he missed a good sermon.
Today, Father Dennis gained my respect. I didn't think much of him before. Oh I knew he went to Spain to study and all that. But his English isn't all that good. His subjects and verbs do not agree much. If you'd observe me during a mass, you'd discover that I was always repressing a smirk and looking guilty in the process. Smirking at priests during a mass is not a good feeling at all. I think studying at Ateneo and hearing wonderful masses there has put me in a more critical and expecting stance when hearing sermons. I tell you, it is a curse.
Today though, I found myself nodding all throughout Father Dennis' sermon. He kept throwing bombshell after bombshell of reflection-worthy points and he tied these points together into a wonderful thesis. (Magteacher nalang kaya ako ano? Hehe.) It's not that I haven't heard all these before. But good sermons, I think, need not be original. At their best, they are. But a sermon that gets you into a reflective mood throughout the day can be enough.
Wait. I didn't realize that Father Dennis can be quite cute up close. (Haliparot!) I wonder if he's free today to for confession (Haliparot! Haliparot!) I’ll see. I wouldn't want to spend Christmas not being able to receive the Holy Communion just because I didn't attend mass last Sunday. Hmmm… (Haliparot!)
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