To tell you the truth, I myself along with Jen and denise entertained the thought of the ACTUAL Shroud of Turin being in the country... But when we thought all hope was lost (corny, huh?) Suddenly, we found it... 16 ft long and 4 ft wide. "Indescribable.." is what I can comment about it.
To all Filipinos: I encourage you to attend and see for your very own eyes the Shroud of Turin in Mall Of Asia, for they can only put it up up onto this December.
In other news...
for every story, there are always two sides, don't you agree? Here's the negative part of it...
Right before I was going to leave, my mother decided to tell my dad we were leaving when my dad suddenly broke out and said I wasn't supposed to go. But, in the end, after all the hard pressure, I'm thankful that my mom took me down to school even after my dad said no. At that time, I was feeling a sudden pang of betrayal... don't ask why.
Another is that for the rest who are wondering... especially to Pats and Jen, that I suddenly had the weird sickness a.k.a. "Monece-sharing-and-refusing-food-from-others-in-the-bus-
syndrome" was not actually normal of me, I know.. but the real reason why is because of my ulcer acting up. Honestly, it lasted in the WHOLE trip, even throughout the visit to the exhibit.
...I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I wanted to be treated like everyone else in the bus, not minding anything at all. Because I know you would spend your time worrying about me and my upset stomach that you wouldn't mind your own fun time in the trip. I have to tell you though, I made a pretty good job hiding all of the pain.
Plus, there's another thing I know I shouldn't be telling you, but this is totally personal... and stuff... so I guess that's all to it then.
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