Simbang Gabi

Here we go again! The cold winds, the tolling of bells, the night sky, the murmurs of people and most of all, the smell of puto-bumbong.

I completed last year's nine days of simbang gabi. I go in the morning because Im afraid I'll fall asleep when I go to the 9 pm mass.
So, last night I was afraid to fall asleep because I didnt know what time the mass was starting. But I fell asleep, without any alarms to wake me up in the morning. This morning, I just opened my eyes and start to panic. I see the church's cross illuminate the night sky. I thought they already started. I ran to my brother and started hitting his foot until he woke up. In the end, he wasn't the one who accompanied me to church. I went with my tita, and my two neighbors. We were there on time (4:30 am).

During the Gospel, a car started to smoke up so everyone ran inside. I couldnt hear what the priest was saying. But I did catch a few things.
You talk the talk, but can you walk the walk?

Oh well, off to prepare for school!