Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Institutionalized Religion

Went to Bryan's Church on Sunday to witness his Baptism. The way he invited me, I just had to go.

"I would be really honoured if you could come and witness my baptism"

I mean like, HOW NOT TO GO RIGHT?!

Some pictures:

Paul > Bryan > Me > Brandon > David



But at the end of the day, the conclusion is still the same. Instituitionalized religion is just not my cup of tea. Sorry. I think I'd keep my comments about it to myself. One cause I think I've spoken enough on this, and two, I really do respect all religions. Don't wanna seem like some anti-Christ son of a gun of some shit like that.

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I'll then dismiss Promos in 3 words: Two more weeks.
Okay done. Don't wanna be some cliche crap going on and on about how Promos are drawing near and I'm so scared. I actually kept my nerve till recently when I began to think deeply into the issue and began to start getting panicky. But I'm still hanging on. Plus I hope the baby will get her drive like as soon as possible, like right NOW. Don't wish for either of us to be alone in the damn school.

But really, I'm a big cam-whore. I love taking pictures, and posting them. And do it I shall.





Time spent with the BLP is really really really great. Everything feels so right. It's just this whole little world thing I find myself in when I'm with her. Just totally lost in it, totally. I lubx j00!

The morning calls, the hugs, the tom-meets-hairy, the beach walks, the movies, the screening room, the esplanade, the taste of your lips, the oookays, the little-girl-you, the feel of your hands, the petty little fights, the cozy snuggling, the warming of your little fingers, the smell of my jacket, the perfume of yours, the blonde hair, the silent kisses through the air, the accidental falling onto your arms while walking out of the bus, the arms around you, the reminders for meals, the chocolates, the massages, the grabbing of my arms, the tugging of my shirt, the little chill out spots we find everywhere, the not-so-productive mugging sessions, the little world we share, the late night calls, the fairytale.

And YOU, my darling BLP. You're my everything, and it's amazing how my world revolves around you, the one we find ourselves in all the time.

I love you so much baby, my sweet little pwincess piggy. *Hugs*

posted@8:07 PM

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