Well, the few times that I visit a church (I prefer to pray in my home's privacy) I get so mad, that I think that although I enter 'clean', I exit 'dirty'.

While they are waiting to receive the Holly Communion for example, there are hundreds of people, in a row, waiting for their turn to come. But till it comes, they argue with each other about who should pass first, they gossip about the clothes that their neighbour is wearing, they chat and laugh, while exchanging their news and in the end, they open their mouth to receive it, thinking how disgusted they are, from the old man that used the same spoon before them.

And right after, they go back home, feeling 'clean', happy and proud of themselves.

How pathetic...

The same rule exists for the Orthodox Christians too (don't know about Catholics). Women in that special period, can't receive the Holly Communion. And this has to do with the sin (it's a sin they say) of losing blood, even if caused from an injury, after drinking Jeasus's blood, through the Holly Communion.

I find all these too exaggerated actually. They want to make me believe that I ll go to hell, if I get injured in a car crash, after receiving the Holly Communion? :-S Isn't it absurd?

Well...I do believe in God, but I find it very hard to just follow the rules and not question them, especially when they are as paranoid as the one above.

9/10 in the second.
Wow! Does Turkey really border with 8 countries?
I replied 6 and it already appeared too much to me

My computer's fan. It's making the same noise with a plane while taking off.
Shall I tie it up? Maybe it will also take off? Or expload?

Tuh! I lost 2 and the most silly ones (the decade they applied for membership in the EU and the Balkan
But the comment was nice:

"You got 10 right!
Saint Paul could hardly have done better"

Hey hey hey!
Nothing sounds better than Sophie de Bergerac! (like Sophie Marceau or something )

I have a Master degree in love, marriage, child raising, cooking and housekeeping.
I m supporting myself and my daughter very well, as far as financials are concerned, I have a very good job and a terrific (too proud of it ) house. I also have my own car and I dare to say Im a very good driver.
I look good (or so people say) and passion is my middle name (The only thing I m not is modest, but I guess you already realized that)

Furthermore, my english is not that bad. I don't know French and I never cared to learn German but Greek is my native language. Thus, I can read Elytis, Kavafis, Ritsos, and Karyotakis to you in their original language. Not to mention that I can read and explain the Greek tragedies to you, since I have a very good knowledge of the ancient Greek language.

But there is a serious problem and thus I can't fill the application: I'm taken!