RETREAT PREPARATIONS et al

Yearly, Saint William's School (my alma mater and where I am currently employed) conducts a faculty retreat. I am excited at first because this is my first retreat with my co-workers and its a major plus that the venue is one of my dream destinations- that is Puerto Princesa, Palawan, Philippines. It will be a four day retreat. 

Preparation:

I stayed at Ma'am Del's house since the group will leave at 2am (since I'm coming from far away place). There, we prepared all the necessary things that we should bring like breakfast (we had home made chao fan and beef tapa) snacks ( we had ham and cheese sandwich). We didn't have the chance to take a nap since we reached their house at 8pm because we attended that La Naval procession right after the mass. After eating dinner, we took turns to have our bath and do our rituals and final checking of our luggage. It was so sweet because Ma'am Del prepared a personalized bag tag for me with all my personal information written on it. I did not expect it so the happiness i felt was mutual (haha meganon) We went to school at exactly 10 pm (Sunday) because some of the teachers, Ma'am Del and I collaborated that we will stay at the faculty room so that we won't disturb our housemates during that 1am departure and apparently the two of us were only the persons who seriously took the plan. Others arrived between 10:30 to 11:00 pm: not bad. We slept (or should I say nap) at the faculty room and I don't know what happened afterwards. I woke up at 1 and everyone is already there and they are all ready (except me, AWKWARD) though everyone is still waiting for the bus (Victory Liner 1807).

Here are some pictures at the bus:

Dra. Nancy and Ma'am Del

with my co teachers: Ma'am Alviz, Ma'am Juna and Ma'am Gold

Sir Bam

Ma'am Openg and Sister Leonila (ha ha)

We left school earlier than expected and we say the rosary as our morning praise. 

I slept again. and again. and again. I did not even notice the stop over. I just woke up when we are already at Makati and it is already 4 something in the morning. We reached then the airport and do the necessary things

needed for checking in. 

checking my ticket

pictures while waiting

We were all excited not until our flight was delayed 2x but then look at our happy faces while waiting.

The plane:

my seatmates Dra.Nancy and Sir Bam :)

the group parallel to us

what a beautiful sky

Puerto Princesa Airport

We waited for our baggage (as usual) and we rode the tourist van rented by the school. We stayed at Saint Ezekiel Moreno Spirituality and Development Center. We went directly to the Retreat House, took our lunch and rest. The formal session of our retreat started at 4 pm and ended at 9:30. After which, we went to our room and say our group rosary, took a shower and sleep. 

This was our first day our Palawan and hope you enjoyed my post. 

I will also make a blog about the remaining 3 days of our stay at Puerto SOON. :>

CYCLE

I am in the state of metamorphosis.
Suffering the lost of myself.

Famous Last Words

Today, I am beginning to accept what has happened to me, but I don't understand it. Perhaps acceptance is a new beginning. Maybe, understanding will never come. The more one understands oneself, the easier it is to be liberated from the chains of useless and negative thinking. 


TODAY'S ADVICE: Feel the pain until it hurts no more.

SONG FOR THE DAY :)

DROPS OF JUPITER

Was it everything you wanted to find?

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

I get on better like this.

But still, this isn't the best way.

Super

Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands.
Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands Romeo.

MCR

Bullet Proof Loneliness At Best

My nerves often get better off me. 

It is especially on free days that I feel rotten.

The atmosphere is so oppressive and sleepy and as heavy

as lead. You don't hear a single bird chirping outside

and a deadly close SILENCE hangs everywhere 

catching hold of me as if it will drag me down deep into an underworld. 

WASTEFUL INSANITY AND ME. 

Rock is dead and the Papers did it.

HUM HALLELUJAH HUM HALLELUJAH

And you are my overflowing melody

Too great to be measured on any imaginable scale

A memento of an unbounded thought I can't ignore

A topic full of insights

The most clever form of darkness but a good persuasion

My representation due to love as thoughts

The tempest of my eyes

A candid puzzle piece or enigma

The best supernatural but humane being

that will always have a special twinge in my heart

The happy never after I want to believe in

The uncertainty I want to uncloak

and be sure about

A fugitive I want to isolate myself with

The heart I want to move.

My composition written this time of the year last year for you-know-who.

This is a response to a poem he also wrote for me. 

Pathetic me.

Untitled

Being with no one is better than being with the wrong one. 
Sometimes those who fly solo have the strongest wings.


Tang Ina lang.

WTH

Stepping out of pants that no longer fits.

TIME HEALS ALL WOUNDS

I have got another terrible black mark Against my name. Could anyone or should I say HE mind my coldness? Could anyone see the look of sorrow on my face when i spoke of love not being forced? Could anyone notice a friendship being broken little by little? It is hard to speak the truth yet it is the truth.

I myself has pushed away, his remarks and his crude jokes have now made me insensitive to any love

from his side.For the first time, he is aware of something I have always felt. For myself, I remain silent and aloof, and i shall not shrink from the truth any longer, because the longer it is to put off, the more difficult it will be for them when they do hear it.

How easily one could be betrayed by being a little careless?

Poor me.

PROMISES

My last post was at June. I promised to make a blog last July.
The same thing happened to the month after that.
What is paasa?

Have fun with that.

Random Thoughts.

Forehead Kisses. Booksale. Razzles. Mogu-Mogu. Movies. Nerds. XL Shirts.

BEARHUGS. Coke. Mentos. Fried Siomai. Team Manila. TABA.

Holding Hands. Bacon. Cup Noodles. 7eleven. sanrokan. SanMar. Martys.

Macaroons. Left Right Pencil slash pantasa slash lead. trainings. barbecue.

Mcdo. Wow Steak. Mushroom Soup. Late night kisses. Words of encouragement.

tap at the back. early morning massage. folding shirts. fixing bag. phil-lit handouts. LEAN ONS.

late afternoon gala. walking galore. foodtrip. CUTTING Classes. Litid and dugo.

Big Gulp. Mang Inasal. Coffee. Surprises. Smile. Laughter. Leyng. 

I don't miss these.

And, the line before this is not true.  

This thing made me cry.

Yesterday

From: Anthony Monico Bernardino

JUNE 12, 2011


hi jap

i know it has been a long timesince i messaged you. and i know that nagtatampo ka into the brink of getting angry towards me

well to be honest i did not respond because i too feel the same way except for the feeling of anger though.

well you know i always felt it mid year ng senior year natin. i was looking forward to talk to you before we parted, but we failed to do so

i made it sure na i will respond to your message sincerely. that is why i am responding right now that i miss you.

i shun the occasion and incidents that hurt me the most and i cherish the memories of the sweetest girl that i knew back in our triten days. the times when a friend surprised me when i met an accident, the person that i share paramore tracks with, the girl that i keep on calling jo

jo (though i know you hate to be called jo) i miss you

and i hope once we see each other again our old friendship will remain.

take care and God bless 

TRAGEDY

I realized that for all my melodramatic antics, 

I never knew the meaning of the word until it happened.

Vicious, Unveiled loathing.

Pretty Shits. Pretty Lies.

I am insufferable this day, even though I laugh about it and pretend not to take any notice, i do mind. I have got the nature that has been given to me and I am sure it can't be bad.
I try to laugh it all off because I don't want them to see my trouble. I would rather keep my thoughts to myself and try for once to be just as disdainful to them as they are to me. Oh, If only I could.