Happy Easter!

So I've been going to Truc My's church for about....half a year now o.O. It's kind of cool :d
This week is holy week! Where Jesus died and got resurrected and stuff. So there was mass on Thursday, Friday, and Sunday! This was what I learned ^__^! But I don't fully understand Vietnamese, so...
Thursday was the day where Jesus wash his disciples'  feet. It was kind of cool with the message behind it all. Something about how if Jesus, the great son of God, wash other people's feet, then we should do it too. We should look out for everyone, not just the people above us. ...I think. Anyways that was kind of cool, and I understood it in Vietnamese, all by myself ^___^!
Friday was the day that Jesus died .. It was so intense. To be honest, I didn't really understand what the three people were singing exactly, but I am pretty sure it was some sort of monologue that everyone was having before he died. or so...Before mass started, Truc My told me to go up with her family to kiss Jesus' feet. The lights turned off, and the security people who takes care of traffic was holding onto the cross with this alter server leading them. The cross still had the purple cloth that was hiding Jesus. After they brought the cross up there, both priests finally untied the purple cloth that hid Jesus and finally let him loose. I haven't seen what's behind that cloth for a really long time now and it just gave me goosebumps when they took it off. It was so intense. Then people got up to kiss his feet. And when it got to our row's turn, I didn't know what to do. I went up and waited in line, and as I got onto my knees to kiss his hand, someone pushed me aside to the middle, so I kissed his tummy. o_o. eh..Well. I was kind of scared, to be honest. Maybe not scared, but the emotions that went through me was kind of intense..
Sunday He is alive again =D! Mass started later today also, but I still woke up late. -.-.
Normal mass and everything is all prettied up in the sanctuary. No more purple cloths hiding everything, and there was this art painting displaying Jesus going up into Heaven. And the purple cloths on the cross on the outside of many churches have changed to white. It's so much happier now =] Ah, it makes me quite happy X]

The feeling of being proud.

It is a strange feeling, and to be honest, I have never been proud of my parents before. But for some reason, this year's spring break, I have felt it twice. One for my mom and my dad.
On Saturday, before I went to go sleepover, we went to Publix. We were going around and buying stuff because Truc My asked me to buy stuff for her and I had to return the movie. So as we were going to the cash register to buy our stuff, she started pointing at something. It was like a donation to the hunger, and she made me get the piece of paper and check it off. I don't know why, but that made me really proud of her. It just made me feel like, "Wow. That's MY mom.." Maybe it's because I never get along with my mom before..
And today! Last night, there was a huge thunderstorm that caused many people to sleep over. There was about 6 people over and my siblings that slept on the floor yesterday. When we woke up, my dad made us corn dogs and made us fried rice. Fried rice for 9 hungry kids. That for some reason, made me so proud of my dad also.
It's such a strange, different feeling.
Maybe..Just maybe..my parents aren't that bad after all.