Since I became the Associate Editor, I looked forward to one thing and one thing only: the annual Journalism Seminar and Team Building. I had always imagined how things would go about this activity because this is a major thing for the Editorial Board. We all want this journsem/team building to be almost perfect, if not perfect at all.
But that was not what happened when we had the activity.
What I envisioned to be an activity filled with fun and laughter turned out to be a three-day nightmare and sorrow. From the turn out of the members to the flow of the activity, everything was, to say the least, HORRIBLE!
From the 55 members that were supposed to attend the journalism seminar, only a handful attended. What was even more frustrating was the fact that I was informed that not everyone knew that we had the seminar. Those who didn't know were said to belong to two sections: Deluge and Graphics. At this point, I wanted to scream! I wanted to scold someone. I wanted to be angry at someone. But I couldn't possibly do that. I needed to keep my cool, calm myself down.
Deep inside, I felt so humiliated! I didn't want to show my face to anyone I know. I just couldn't bear the fact that I am helpless. There was nothing more that I could do with what's happening at that moment.
After the journsem was over, the Editorial Board had a very emotional meeting. I had nothing to say. I was angry. And to let it out to the people who had nothing to do with my anger was useless. So I tried to forget about the whole journsem fiasco and looked forward to the team building.
Oh how I thought this would be the time I'd laugh about the depression I had. Turned out, it was the opposite.
I finally hit rock bottom when we couldn't leave the school due to the fact that we don't have a chaperone. Lei kept talking to Mrs. Ferrer, Ms. Det, Ms. Thess and Ms. Wowie, explaining things and hoping that we'd be able to get the hell out of school.
7:00 in the evening. We finally convinced Ms. Wowie to be our chaperone. We were all set to leave school. Unfortunately for us, the driver texted Sr. Celeste that we're still in school. Argh! While Lei, Jen, and I tried to convince the sisters to let us go, we were unsuccessful. Shoot! How are we going to explain this to the staff who are there already?
We got out of school and proceeded to Jollibee where we planned everything out. Lei spent the next few hours on the mobile phone talking to the admin and parents explainng what had happened.
After making sure that everyone had a place to sleep and that they'd come back for the call time, Ykai, Ian, Nica, Chiqui, and I went to Prov to let out all frustrations by means of singing out hearts out. After a few hours of letting out depression, we proceeded to Starbucks and decided to wait until the time we'd meet the others.
Oops! That didn't work. We were all so tired. We went to Aimee's place and asked if we could sleep over. Imagine eight girls sleeping on two thin mattresses. Oh how wonderful that was. By the way, I didn't get to sleep at all.
At six o'clock in the morning, we met up with Ms. Wowie and the others at Jollibee. We decided to talk commute on the way to Laguna. We got there around 9:00. When we got there, we simply forgot about what happened the past few days.
I was really glad Ms. Wowie was there. At least, I got to laugh and laugh and laugh. The others took a dip in the pool. I was in our room, getting some much needed rest. That sleep lasted about 40 minutes.
And that was our "team building." In fairness, we really got to bond with the others. In a way, I was happy then.
Now it's time to go back to the real world.
But that was not what happened when we had the activity.
What I envisioned to be an activity filled with fun and laughter turned out to be a three-day nightmare and sorrow. From the turn out of the members to the flow of the activity, everything was, to say the least, HORRIBLE!
From the 55 members that were supposed to attend the journalism seminar, only a handful attended. What was even more frustrating was the fact that I was informed that not everyone knew that we had the seminar. Those who didn't know were said to belong to two sections: Deluge and Graphics. At this point, I wanted to scream! I wanted to scold someone. I wanted to be angry at someone. But I couldn't possibly do that. I needed to keep my cool, calm myself down.
Deep inside, I felt so humiliated! I didn't want to show my face to anyone I know. I just couldn't bear the fact that I am helpless. There was nothing more that I could do with what's happening at that moment.
After the journsem was over, the Editorial Board had a very emotional meeting. I had nothing to say. I was angry. And to let it out to the people who had nothing to do with my anger was useless. So I tried to forget about the whole journsem fiasco and looked forward to the team building.
Oh how I thought this would be the time I'd laugh about the depression I had. Turned out, it was the opposite.
I finally hit rock bottom when we couldn't leave the school due to the fact that we don't have a chaperone. Lei kept talking to Mrs. Ferrer, Ms. Det, Ms. Thess and Ms. Wowie, explaining things and hoping that we'd be able to get the hell out of school.
7:00 in the evening. We finally convinced Ms. Wowie to be our chaperone. We were all set to leave school. Unfortunately for us, the driver texted Sr. Celeste that we're still in school. Argh! While Lei, Jen, and I tried to convince the sisters to let us go, we were unsuccessful. Shoot! How are we going to explain this to the staff who are there already?
We got out of school and proceeded to Jollibee where we planned everything out. Lei spent the next few hours on the mobile phone talking to the admin and parents explainng what had happened.
After making sure that everyone had a place to sleep and that they'd come back for the call time, Ykai, Ian, Nica, Chiqui, and I went to Prov to let out all frustrations by means of singing out hearts out. After a few hours of letting out depression, we proceeded to Starbucks and decided to wait until the time we'd meet the others.
Oops! That didn't work. We were all so tired. We went to Aimee's place and asked if we could sleep over. Imagine eight girls sleeping on two thin mattresses. Oh how wonderful that was. By the way, I didn't get to sleep at all.
At six o'clock in the morning, we met up with Ms. Wowie and the others at Jollibee. We decided to talk commute on the way to Laguna. We got there around 9:00. When we got there, we simply forgot about what happened the past few days.
I was really glad Ms. Wowie was there. At least, I got to laugh and laugh and laugh. The others took a dip in the pool. I was in our room, getting some much needed rest. That sleep lasted about 40 minutes.
And that was our "team building." In fairness, we really got to bond with the others. In a way, I was happy then.
Now it's time to go back to the real world.
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