So I was woken up early AGAIN by communist anthems blaring through the hallways. One of the Chinese kids was playing their music on full blast, and then singing louder than that. Granted it wasn't all that early today at about 10am, but I still wanted to sleep in. Stupid dorm setup being all inconvenient rabble rabble grouch bitch whine.....
The church that we went to is all the way across town. There's a perfectly good protestant church down the road from campus, but apparently since we're Roman Catholic we're supposed to go to the Catholic church. Come on, we all worship the same God, and I'm lazy and cheap. I wanna go to the closer one!
The service was kind of odd. The priest was Japanese and speaking in English, and kept going on about how God works through him to bring us closer together by speaking to us in our own language, even though half the people there were Phillipino, and most of the rest of them were Japanese, so it's really not any of their own language, just mine and a handful of people hanging out there like me. He also switched into Japanese a couple of times and shared some anecdotes. I was more paying attention to these kids that were harassing their parents. This one kid kept drooling everywhere and making weird noises, and this other kid was literally climbing on his dad, and at one point facehugged clung onto the poor guy's head. Pretty amusing, really.
Going today reminded me really that I just don't understand why people go to church every Sunday. This place had a nice sense of community to it I suppose, though. Everyone was friendly and they were in casual wear instead of rigid formal structures thta I was raised up in for church. So that was nice, although one girl was wearing pants that said "Sweet Fruit" right on the ass, so I think maybe that was taking the casual dress a bit far...
After the service we found an art house nearby and looked inside of that. One of the "artists" made us tweak these fake breasts that automatically take your picture when you tweak them hard enough. It was... awkward, but he was insistent. Walking through the rest of the house reminded me why I don't have so much faith in modern art either, but some of it was pretty interesting.
Ku-ta Ramen later like I predicted, and then plenty of shopping hijinks. I bought a sign for my door that says "Beware of Guard Dog" that narrowly won over a "caution, drunk drivers' sign that looked like an angry man kicking a car. Also found some cheetos, so kudos on that, me.
And after I got back I spent most of the evening up until this quite late update playing Team Fortress 2. Woo hoo. I'm gonna be gone for a week, I needed to stock up hours to prevent relapse. Or something. Shut up.
I took pictures of the church and the art place, and I'll put them up tomorrow cause I am too damn tired to care right now.
Tomorrow will be the last update til Monday most likely.
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