It was awesome. I kinda feel stupid for not seeing how long God’s been behind me for all this time.
Anyway, before the retreat, I won 2 golds in PaPrisa. I feel happy because Coach V really arranged the events such that everyone (as in EVERYONE) can get a medal. Or it was probably because the St. Paul team had to swim against the St. Paul team. XD Yeah, there weren’t much female competitors from the other school(s?) so we sort of PWNed them. It feels weird, but a gold medal is a gold medal.
Anyway, I have to admit that I cried when Papa wrote me that palanca. It didn’t exactly say that he was sorry for pushing me into Sports (because that was the only thing he could do aside from professional academics) but I could sense it. I cried like crazy. Hay. And the other people’s palancas. Thank you. I super dee duper appreciate them, especially the ones that were really addressed to me. Ate Yumi, you are kick butt retreat facilitator. I am so proud and happy that you were assigned to IV-6.
Anyway, awesomeness aside, I was really shocked to not find my iPod and phone in my bag anymore. I searched my stuff frantically, but they weren’t there. I cried like crazy last night. I was (still am) extremely depressed. I told Mommy what happened and she kept on asking me why I trust my classmates so much and that St. Paul is a school of thieves… Well, honestly, I can’t help but agree, but I strongly believe that my classmates wouldn’t do that. I love IV-6, and I honestly believe no on would do it, even in IV-5. I’m getting this gut feeling someone snuck in the retreat house. But I’m more of hoping that someone accidentally placed them in their bags. I’m hoping. I still am.
I began to wonder if those two valuables were the cost of my two medals. I don’t want to believe in anything of the sort though. I’m sure God had a reason why He allowed it… And I think I’m beginning to know why. I’m more optimistic internally, but my facial and body expressions have made no difference from last night. Strangely enough, I think I had a mild food poisoning… Plus my head, eyes, and ears were hurting really bad. I couldn’t think straight and I thought I was gonna die. But praise God I didn’t. And praise God that so many people were worried about me last night. I just felt so blessed and happy, it was almost like it didn’t matter if I got my phone back or not. But I obviously want them back. *sighhh*
Grad pic later. Must prepare.
