Talking about my sis made me remember about someone who added me on MSN messenger yesterday. Someone who I know as "Xander". At first, I thought this guy was Boon Hao because his MSN display picture was the photo I took of City Hall in one of the previous entries.

Turned out that this guy was actually some guy who hasn't been working hard and now there's only two more months before O' levels. Oh well, assuredly I say that I believe he'll do well if he starts working hard now! Oh and the interesting fact is that he said he's my sister's secret admirer. I didn't know my sister have so much charm, she's still so freakin' young (and irritating, may I add)!

Back to the story. After my relatives left, I prayed for my dad. It was kind of a miracle when he accepted the fact that I wanted to pray for him because as far as I know he was the one who was angry at me going to church and that he was a strong buddhist (or Taoist, I can't really differentiate)!

Talking about that, it brings me back to my past. I was once a buddhist/taoist who wasn't really keen of being one. As you know, the asian culture is: your descendant follows your religion even though he knows nuts about it. Thus, every buddhist/taoist festival I would have to follow my family around into smoky areas.

That is bad for an environment lover like me because everytime I see people burning hell notes or joss sticks I could only think of one word: Pollution. No offense to the Buddhist/Taoist readers, though. Once I even got inspired to send a mass email regarding how joss stick and burning hell notes can harm the environment. Funny to think of it now, I say.

I have this big buddhist/taoist altar that shines red lights and in it stands the statue of the Goddess of Mercy and my grandfather's very own tablet. Freaky lights when your trying to talk on the phone for hours at night , I tell ya.