September Twentysecond-twentythird
September 22-23, 2025

I've decided to merge both September 22 to 23 because I could not update anything at all in September 22. Retreat, of course. Anyway, I had so much fun. I genuinely love my classmates. I felt so comfortable and safe around the girls especially. We had our opposite dorms with the boys, so, I got to express myself more. I was genuinely saying hi to every girl that passed by our dorm. Unfortunately not to her. I'm too scared. Oh, yeah. I had sooooo much fun. We ate so much too. I'm pretty sure my anorexia is gone now. It's the opposite of anorexia, I bet. The food was actually tasty. I really felt comfortable eating with my classmates. The sessions were kind of boring but, overall, I still had fun nonetheless. I also like the fact that the room smelt really good. We were also asking people to dorm tour. It was so fun. Literally. I was so happy, and excited for everything. ESPECIALLY the palanca letter which I will be talking about later. My nose were literally clogged the entire day. Holy crap. Seriously. I actually had so much fun. I've never felt that good and stress-relif in my life ever. That was the best retreat ever. The boys in our class were also playing shoulder boxing. It was so fun because it actually felt like intramurals. We were all bonding. It wasn't like a group thingy with the boys. It was a one on one. It was a class bonding. There were commentators, background music, spectators, timekeepers, and other such. That was actually so beautiful. That made me realize how lucky I really am to be in a class with them. Nobody feels left out. We're all just being unserious. That's what makes us unique. We don't take things too seriously. WE still have that child in us. Also, yeah. my favourite part of the retreat definitely had to be the staying in the dorms(sleep time). Route and I weren't that sleepy yet so, we decided to talk about random shit. It was funny because the first time, we did not know what to talk about other than our crushes. It was actually fun too. I love it. I was mostly being delusional. TO be fair, I rarely show that side of me. That side of delusion in me. It's that bad. She genuinely had to say, "I'm glad I'm not this delusional". Like, okay. Gosh. I know. That's why, I just go for it. YOLO. Get it?? Okay, whatever. I was seriously being delusional. Also, we could not check the time at all. No watches. NO clocks. I genuinely got scared, though. It was lights off time, and Route turned the lights off in our room. Seriously. I got scared. The moment I looked to the front of my bed; I saw Jesus glowing in the dark. I literally got jumpscared from that. I was scared that it might start moving on my vision. I could only see that glow in the dark Jesus. I was actually terrified. And Route was like, "Okay, wait. I'll turn on this minecraft lamp keychain". Yeah. She has a endoskeleton minecraft keychain that also lights up. Thank gosh she brought that with her. I would not be able to sleep well if there was no source of light at all. SERIOUSLY. I was actually terrified. She had to tell our friends about it. Gosh. Embarrassing. Actually, no. Not really. That was funny. Oh, yeah, and... I was sleep talking too. Before Route and I both fell asleep, we both prayed to dream about our crushes and for them to like us back. (Can you tell that I was praying for that 'to like us back' thing?). Anyway, yeah. We were praying about that. She isn't even religious, too. That's when you know it's that serious. Actually. Yeah, and then, I did actually dream about her. That was so cool. First prayer that actually happened. I hope that "for them to like us back" prayer of mine worked too. I really want her to like me back. Oh, wait. We're not gonna talk about Half yet. Okay. I had this random ass moment in my dream too. It's what I only remember TOO. Okay, seriously. I only remember Half and I were looking for something else, and she was looking for it somewhere, and I said "Maybe it isn't there", and I literally woke up from the "THERE", and it was so loud. I spoke so loud. I seriously don't even remember anything. I do remember speaking very loud. Why did I honestly randomly wake up though? I also woke Route up. She literally asked me, "bro, you're still awake?", and that was what I only heard and I eventually fell back asleep. That was so random. I honestly felt so bad for Route though. She was like this close to falling asleep. Like, she felt herself going unconcious, but then out of nowhere, I spoke. That ruined her sleep. That was so crazy to me. I never sleep talk, by the way. That was so random. I did wake up some time but, fall back asleep immediately. Clonged nose too. Ugh. I was so sleepy the entire day. It wasn't even my body. It was my eye. I guess its my allergy season. Worst timing. But, atleast I get to sleep easily. Okay, seriously. We almost got sanctioned too. We were being so loud. Since non-catholics could roam around that night, we were just nearby the area they were confessing(bad idea, by the way), and out of nowhere, our guy classmate decided to jumpscare us, and boom. They screamed. It was a loud scream too. The ones inside confessing probably heard it. No, they did hear it. The facilitator got mad at us too. Honestly, we were also talking about some paranomal activities. Our guy friend told us he went to go back upstairs in his dorm to go sleep while the others were having their confession. He was alone too, by the way. He told us how he heard whispers, and whistling in his room. I'm not sure if he got scared but, he went downstairs to tell us about it. Then, that's when the talking about paranomal activities happened. That's genuinely crazy. Our teacher also mentioned how there have been some spooky things happening here. I'm not even suprised. I love it, infact. Also, worst part: Our dorm room was infront of the stairs. The right side was an exit door too. There was also a mirror on the left side of our view to the dorm room. And, the way our beds were positioned too. That is CREEPY. Anyway, yeah.


Half

OKAY. MOMENT OF TRUTH. So, palanca letters right. She received so many. She probably received more than 20 letters. Anyway, some paper caught her attention. And guess whose paper was it? It was MINE. MY PAPER. SHE PICKED MINE FIRST. OUT OF ALL THOSE PAPERS. SHE CHOSE MINE. She red mine first. Holy crap. She was genuinely grinning. She was smiling with her teeth. It was so cute. The way she was twirling reading it too. She told her friends about it, and I saw her look at the bottom of the paper, and she was SHOCKED. I saw her jaw drop, and she looked at me, and looked back at the paper. She definitely did NOT expect that from me at all. I literally still can't stop thinking about the fact that she red mine first. She was smiling too. With her TEETH. Gosh. If she just chose me. I want her to choose me so bad. Please. PLEASE. CHOOSE ME. PICK ME. CHOOSE ME. LOVE ME. Gosh. I really want her so bad. I want her so BAD. I would treat her so right. She would no longer suffer any problems by herself, because I'll always be there with her through her rough moments. I'm that type of girlfriend. I'd be so right for her. I hate it. Ugh. It's the fact that my friend told me we're actually good together. They keep mentioning how they can see the vision. The future. The potential. Literally. Not overexaggerating. They told me that. Aglow literally asked me "do you think you have a chance?" No. Lol. I'm keeping it real. As much as I'm being really delusional right now; that's a serious question, and I have to answer it rightfully and be for real. I'm just being truthful. But, if she actually gave me a chance. Oh, I'd be so happy. I'D BE SO HAPPY. I'D GENUINELY KISS THE FLOOR SHES ON. A THANK BLESSING. I'd celebrate thanksgiving like theres no tomorrow. I'd be blessed everyday. I'd be so happy everyday. Honestly. I'm genuinely scared. Imagine. Imagine she's rereading my letter right now. Oh, I wish. I SO WISH. I want her to think about it. Wisely. I want her to think about it soooooooo much and wisely. I'd treat her so rightfully like how she should be treated. I'd treat her way better than any dude would ever. I'd be the right one for her if she just LET ME. I'm genuinely scared. What if she'll unfollow me in instagram? Gosh, I hope not. That would be a way of her saying "no thank you" to me. But, as of right now, no signs of unfollowing me. She was happy too, anyway. Why would she do such thing? Yeah. Exactly. I can't even self sabotage myself because there's nothing to worry about her hating me. Other than her not liking me back, YEAH. But, to think she'd hate me? No, to be honest. I'm pretty sure she's confused right now. I want her to think of it. Closely. Wisely. All of those. I'd treat her so right. I'd be the best thing that has ever happened in her life. Honestly. I really hope the moment she's done thinking about her answer, she'll tell me about it. Okay. Tell me in instagram if you want to. In real life, instagram or maybe even a letter. I don't care. I just want a response. I dont want her to forget about the letter. I dont want to be left in a cliffhanger. In delivered. No, IN SEEN. But, yeah. I'll wait. I'll wait if she does have a response. If shes planning on responding. I really hope she is. I don't care. Yes or no. Just respond to my letter. That's all I ever ask. Nothing else. Maybe even a chance too? Yeah. I'm patient. I'm born patient. I really hope she'll consider going out with me. I'd genuinely show her how well I'd treat her as a girlfriend. Oh, I'd so love that.