I ain’t no kid anymore, nor do I say that I wish I’d like to be one again. But who is not addicted for chocolate and at times craves to be one of those little kids that are lurking around areas, seeking to find eggs filled with chocolate on

My Cousins Son

this very special day? I do recall time back when I was one of those little kids who roamed around our garden when we still lived in Germany, and when I hunted to find those magical yummy chocolate filled Eastern Eggs, but that time is no more, anymore.

I’ve already attended the Eastern Sunday Mass earlier this morning and even witnessed the so-called Sugat, what we Visayan linguistics would say, which in English refers to the welcoming of Jesus from his resurrection. If you have not visited the Church by this moment you read this (and it’s still the 12th and around 8:00AM) I suggest that you surely don’t miss out the mass!

Later on this day, I won’t be able to blog again and setup the few blogs that I was supposed to setup, because I’ll be heading to the beach with my cousins and aunts, or should I say a huge part of my extended family? It’s probably tomorrow, on Monday when I’ll be beginning the so-called blogging marathon that a friend has been naming often times when I asked him what he’s doing. I missed all the action on the plurkoshpere and blogoshpere yesterday, because my internet connection frequently got interrupted until it was totally down for more than 20 hours. (And miraculously seems fixed by now)

One thing that you could watch out this evening would be the release of a new poem of mine that is entitled Blind Sight which I have come up just a couple of hours ago after a moment of reflecting on a personal voiced comment that my friend has told me while he surfed the net and bumped upon a plurk. (This pretty much suggests for whom the poem is dedicated for, but you never know).

The Full Moon during the SUGAT

That’ll be all that I’d be leaving you for now, hope that I can blog again this afternoon, evening or whatever time just within a range of the next twenty four to forty eight hours.