And so the Holy week ends. Looking back it seems like a very fast weekend despite it being a long weekend. The kick off was Lenten Vigil, which was naturally my main concern as I'm part of the organising comm. My god, I'm so pleasantly surprised that we pulled it off despite all our lacklustre practices that only pointed to one large impending disaster. Hallelujah! I mean, as always I had issues with the flautists, or rather, just one of them. Wendy is magical in every sense of the word, while the other was a tragedy. Oh well, I should be happy he offered to help us right? I'm such an ass. With all that said, I'm so happy for the help that I got from the entire comm along with Darren and Mel.

Good Friday is the day that I made my presence known to the entire church. Ha.

"Please remain standing.... yada yada". Good lord... looking back, it brings about a chuckle. Especially since Fr Iggy could still joke about it after the Easter Vigil mass. Ahhhh, my 30 seconds of infamy.

Swenson's was hilarious. Being with the choir is just a big comedy. The laughter, the complications, the miscommunications... despite all these it always ends with a laugh. My life would have been devoid of so much joy had I not met this special group of people!

Now, all that awaits is the long trip back to Tuas. Garh.