The retreat is finally done with. I'm gonna miss the place, with its cool climate and pines that weren't aromatic, unlike the ones in Bagiuo. I'll also miss the feeling of living with my batchmates in something like one big happy town of some sort. I miss staying up late with my roommates talking about our interests and anything that would come cross our minds. Even though I wasn't able to sleep well for the first night, I had fun just being there in our humble little cottage.
Besides that, I actually learned a lot during the retreat. Stuff that would help me improve my relationships with others, and as well as with God. I hope I would be able to keep this up for a long time.
The Palanca night, on the other hand, was not as good as the one I had back in La Salle. Back in grade 6, I remember that we teased each other for crying during that night. Can you believe that? Even the toughest and biggest of my classmates lost their toughness aura and their bully-appearence on that night, for they themselves acted like the little girlies they called people back then. I miss that night.
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