The End?

It is the end--

of only the first semester of the school year! A break sounds so appealing right now. Only 5 months are left before we're finally graduated. How time quickly passes by. So far school's been fine...

I have no words right now. I can't seem to remember what I did during the semester, did I space out the whole time? Hmmm, I don't know, I've always had that strange habit and my school life's never been too thrilling. Of course it can be fun at times. It was fun and kinda exciting to meet new classmates again. Our recollection was also fun, except the bus ride (because of my bladder and bus seatmate). Although I didn't do much during Intramurals, I had a bit of fun playing Kickball, and thank God there was a film-viewing or else I would kill myself of boredom by doing research work the whole time. Class is fine, doing projects as usual is a challenge, but it's good that I get to spend time and interact with my new classmates. We have nice, young, and energetic teachers, some who won't be able to teach us next semester-- which makes me wonder who would be teaching us with the strange and new subjects. I'm glad that we'll be having fewer subjects, though it feels suspicious. Who knows, they might be challenging, nevertheless, it's  on!

I'm sad to say that this could be the end of my blog. This blog was started as a requirement for our subject, Media and Information Literacy, and we have to update every week. I would like to apologize for the late posts and updates. The internet connection at home is very limited, but it's not an excuse because there are plenty of  ways (I'm typing on my phone right now by the way since I'm only using cellular data). I've had three diaries and I fail each time to write consistently. There were entries that had at most three-year gaps. When on my fifth entry, I was a Grade 6 student, on the next one I'm like already on Grade 9. If I were to compare, those gaps are like the missing years of Jesus's life in the Bible. And if I were a novelist, my publisher may already had given up waiting for my manuscript and had probably cut me off. I have more analogies in store for my shortcomings as a blogger, but I think these two are the best.

Anyway, I'm gonna miss talking about animated films. I rarely have anyone to talk to about them. It's not like there are people reading this blog anyway, but at least I could vent out my thoughts and feelings I got from the films. There are more great works that I would like to recommend:

• Grave of the Fireflies
• Caroline
• A Christmas Carol

I would love to talk about these films because they are just amazing. Please check them out.

Well, these are all that I've got to say. I bid you Adieu~!

The Spirit of Sports! Intramurals, Henry and Me

This month the Senior High School department of our school had their very own Intramurals for the first time with the theme: Altivolus 2017: Soaring high for a new beginning. As usual, the students were divided into teams based on color and places mentioned during the time of our school’s dear patron, St.Marcellin. My team was called “Red Le Rosey”. Le Rosey is somewhere in France where St.Marcellin was born. The color they chose was obviously red, I guess because you can hear the word rose and also because it gives out a nice ring to the name. 

I joined one sports event this year, since it’s the only game I’m sure of how to play. It’s just a typical and simple game they include for girls to play, usually for sports-related events like Intramurals. I know the rules very well, but I did not expect to suck so bad. Whenever I kick the ball, it just flies to a distance of a about 10 ft ahead of me. On the same ground. Every time. It was all Luck's work that some times the fielders couldn't catch the ball I kicked. On the other hand, when it was our turn to be on field, whenever the ball went my way I couldn't seem to catch it. Clearly I'm not good at sports, but it would never stop inspiring me and others. 

It's too bad I don't know may sports animated films. I guess that's a call for animators to make one under this genre. It would be something fresh and new to audiences. However, I found one with an interesting synopsis. It's titled Henry and Me. The films is about a boy who is battling a serious illness and at the same time loving the game baseball. He met an angel named Henry who takes him to a baseball-Yankees-adventure. It seemed like it's gonna be a sad film considering the main character's condition, but I'm sure it will show to us a lot of heart.