Peace be with you.

I found out that the choir school right across the street from me was singing in mass at the big Catholic cathedral about a block away from my place. I was beyond excited, remembering the scene in Romeo and Juliet with the boy's catholic choir

Or when Whoopi finally gets the (black) boy to come out of his shell and sing in Sister Act 2. . 

Catholic kid's choirs are amazing right? The acoustics of the cathedral are amazing right?

This, this is what I was expecting. 

But ohmidamn it was so boring, I felt so bad for the kids. 

They sing and sing but never leave the same note.  

Aaron and Marcus came with me, Aaron was worst then the kids "Let's get out of here and go eat Chinese at my place" "will you scratch my back?" "I feel asleep"
We lit a candle, said a prayer, there was some standing and sitting, then kneeling.

At one point Aaron got lazy with his kneeling and his bare bum started to make an appearance.
"Is my bum showing?"
"Just check!"
"Take a picture"

He really needs to get that fixed.

So we skipped out after the priest blessed us, had some gourmet Chinese and a quick dance.
It was a pointless, wonderful way to spend our lunch break.