Who knew that the retreat would be a huge blast?

It's nice to reflect on some things. I realized I have been letting an incredible lot of opportunities pass me by. And that I held onto useless grudges that wrecked some of my most important relationships.

The retreat was a nice happening that made me scrutinize every inch of myself. I haven't been in touch with my inner persona for a long time. I saw how I changed. And honestly, I didn't like what I saw.

Judging from what has transpired days ago, I sincerely hope that Hartmann is now a family. That we will always be open to others' feelings and opinions. That we truly become a heart-mann, someone full of heart, and not hurt-mann, someone who causes others to perish.

So much for the cheesiness, the retreat was fun. Except for the bus. Sonuvabitch.

Yesterday, after the retreat mass (which was another tear-jerking moment), we (Ate, Nicole and I) went to SM North Edsa. I went to Fully Booked and bought a book. I finally have The Time Traveler's Wife (which costed only P419, mind you). But it's a bit thick so I'm wondering how long it would take me to finish.

I saw a lot of books I lust for. Lo and behold, once again, my ever-changing booklist:

1. Love The One You're With by Emily Giffin
2. Then We Came to the End by Joshua Ferris
3. Choke by Chuck Palahniuk [This is not for kids, and this is not for those who get offended easily. It is a VERY sexually explict novel, as I heard.]

Seeing these yesterday, I deliberated which to buy for about 15 minutes. Yes, I couldn't afford them all [the total might reach 1500] so I ended up buying only one. I'll buy the others next time.

Anyway, please pass your entries for our literary folio, Bahaghari, which will feature a hodgepodge of Filipino poetry and fiction pieces by The Seed's current members and BED students. Thank you!