Today is our retreat, the last ever as a Theresian. A year ago, I chronicled here the story of how it turned out to be a disaster because I felt uncomfortable for there were enemies and plastics in sight. Instead of relaxation, I felt restlessness evident from not showing teeny-weeny shades of happiness and calmness the whole Friday and Saturday. I remember heading straight to Robinsons Pioneer with my mom as soon as I arrived in school and in the taxi I blurted out every horrible detail of the activity. When we finally arrived home some two to three hours later, I lied on the sofa and wrecked my mind with all the shenanigans I didn't expect to happen. Imagine that, you go to school excited for your retreat only to return home with emotions of regret and dissatisfaction. Nevertheless, I say to myself that this year will catch its wave. Our class is the last to go to Tagaytay and experience one of the major highlights of senior year complete with a bonfire, lots of letter-writing, games and five meals in a day. What's more with an overnight with classmates? Now that feels like a humongous slumber party.

I'm thankful November came to a close in a good manner compared to the last five years. I guess the "November Curse" is over. 

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. - Eleanor Roosevelt

Candice is a 17-year old extrovert who likes things to get on her way. She is a down-to-earth college student who fancies the beauty of the world and loathes any form of unappreciative disposition. Once upon a time, she owned The Candydoll Files here on Blogspot but has moved to Tumblr on September 2011. But beforehand, she was on this website for three years boasting more than 15000 pageviews. The site may have ceased activity, but the memories from the summer of 2008 until the fall of 2011 will live to infinity and beyond.

By post:

1. Yo single people, I'mma let you finish but...
2. Forget about the world cuz it’s gon’ be me and you...
3. Fact #001
4. The Candydoll Files Is A "Versatile Blog!"
5. You’re the type of girl that texts all day and tal...
6. I didn't feel the fairytale feeling
7. Hello, new layout!
8. Whoa.
9. The Dark Wood of Error
10. Happy First Birthday, Tumblr!

By month:

1. August 2010
2. October 2010
3. November 2010
4. December 2010
5. January 2011
6. February 2011
7. March 2011
8. April 2011
9. May 2011
10. June 2011
11. July 2011
12. August 2011
13. September 2011
14. December 2011

Today is our retreat, the last ever as a Theresian. A year ago, I chronicled here the story of how it turned out to be a disaster because I felt uncomfortable for there were enemies and plastics in sight. Instead of relaxation, I felt restlessness evident from not showing teeny-weeny shades of happiness and calmness the whole Friday and Saturday. I remember heading straight to Robinsons Pioneer with my mom as soon as I arrived in school and in the taxi I blurted out every horrible detail of the activity. When we finally arrived home some two to three hours later, I lied on the sofa and wrecked my mind with all the shenanigans I didn't expect to happen. Imagine that, you go to school excited for your retreat only to return home with emotions of regret and dissatisfaction. Nevertheless, I say to myself that this year will catch its wave. Our class is the last to go to Tagaytay and experience one of the major highlights of senior year complete with a bonfire, lots of letter-writing, games and five meals in a day. What's more with an overnight with classmates? Now that feels like a humongous slumber party.

I'm thankful November came to a close in a good manner compared to the last five years. I guess the "November Curse" is over. 

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. - Eleanor Roosevelt