Monday, February 5, 2007

A Rapturous Continuance

Good day to you my friend, I hope you have read my recollection on my first year of my high school. If not, then would you please close this window or press back so that you could read my previous recollection. This is merely a continuation of my high school life. What I would retell you in this recollection is my Sophomore year. Hope you would again bear to delve in my recollections. Good day to you.

My life continued with laughter and tears in my second year as a Sophomore. I was designated in a section called Benton. Benton was a section full of interesting and comical people. The section was always laughing due to out-of-place jokes omitted by my classmates both from sections Villamor and Bartlett(First Years Sections). Our section was composed of funny and humorous people from both sections. There was no day where we wouldn't laugh because of "corny" jokes. We were a bunch of happy-go-lucky teens as if we had no problems in this complicated world. We always lose to Palma(sorry if I have to say this..*laughs*). I presume because we were always taking things so lightly not like the other section which was full of intelligent and "responsible" people. Although this section was the most immature of all, I love this section because of the joys and sadness it brought to my own self.

In this year, we were not given a Botanical Fair not like the previous batch during the Science Week because of no apparent reason, but we were all thankful for that. Intramurals also came with a new pressure, we had to get the third place because it would be a huge scandal if we lost to the first years. I was again given the chance to play my most favored sport, table tennis and I was also a contender of scrabble. It was also this year where I received the biggest failure of my life. My failed grade in Geometry where I got a grade of 73. I felt very ashamed because I took the subject too lightly. It was humiliating. It was as if I was criticized by the whole school for getting a disgusting 73. The only lacking thing to do on that part of my life was to cover myself in a blanket and disappear in a swirl of robes. I wanted to become invisible for a moment, just to escape the judgmental looks because I was too fatuous in Geometry. On that day on, I cursed the subject and said to myself that I would prove myself worthy of appreciation on that wretched subject.

In this year, I learned to be more competent and serious when it comes to both curricular and extra-curricular activities. I learned to be more appreciative of the beauty of being an adolescent but again, I was too immature to see the beauty of being in love. I experienced the best days of my high school life in this year. Sadly, we have to say goodbye to two of our batchmates: the court hearthrob, Brent and the silent but brilliant Bea. Wherever they are, may God shine upon them. This is the story of my Sophomore life. Full of laughter and jokes. Full of sobs and comforts. Monsieur Aronnax

No comments: