I find it fascinating that whenever this topic gets brought up in the middle of conversation. It always a way to stir each other up. Can be a good way, can be a bad way, it depends on who's asking the question, and the intention behind it. Thus, my answer sometimes ranged from, "why you suddenly ask me this, is that relavant?" in a defensive tone. All the way up to sharing the truth behind the story. PT1: WHERE'S MY COOKIE? I grew up in a Catholic primary and secondary school. Each year, there was half a day dedicated to mass. It usually takes place right before the final exams where the father/priest conducts a Mass. Mass consisted of priests facilitating the students on how we should behave during the event, santification of the tabernacle, singing of hymns and worship songs, performances in a form of chior and/or piano player. Usually, classmates around me would fall asleep the entire session. BUT NOT ME. OK la, I still fell asleep for most of the segment. But what...