So, today, my friends (Elmo, Margotte, and Estrella) and I finally(!) decided to engage in some form of physical activity. And so we played badminton. I was initially wary to join them — blame it on my passionate love affair with sleeping — but they finally convinced me by: (1) saying that I needed the exercise anyway and that (2) I will take up badminton for physical education next school year and I should hone my skills — or lack thereof.
A word or two about badminton: I suck at it. Well, not in the sense that I can’t hit the shuttlecock or serve but I definitely need a lot of training. A lot. My friends were kind enough to give me some pointers. My friend, Elmo, who is one of the best badminton players I’ve met, had enough patience to work with me on my smash.
I believe that the only thing I’ve smashed was my head.
We finished playing just before noon. Afterward, we were at a lost on what to do next. Not one of us was willing to lend his/her place in sacrifice (hehehe) of a pig-out afternoon. Also, it was sweltering and we all just wanted to go home and catch up on some zzz’s. Except for Elmo. He didn’t want to home just yet. He was hesitant to do so because he had only two weeks until he goes to university and wanted to enjoy every last possible moment of his remaining days of vacation. With his persuasive reasoning, we finally agreed to meet up later at 3:00 P.M. and watch movies. The time in between that, we will use for eating, resting, refreshing, etc.
At home, I ate and slept (predictably) and even squeezed in a little bath. Elmo then called me to tell that Margotte was already there (Estrella was a no-show.) and that I should probably go. I made a dash for their home and was promptly informed that we were going to watch “Battle Royale” and “Jeepers Creepers”
The first movie we watched: “Battle Royale”
The first movie we watched was “Battle Royale”. A Japanese movie about 42 students ordered to kill of one another until there is only one survivor left, “Battle Royale” sparked controversy with its graphic scenes of violence and death. But like any other controversy, it piqued people’s interest, therefore becoming one of the most successful Japanese films of all time.
“Battle Royale” was a fairly good film for me. By the way, Margotte loved it. What with her affinity for all things Japanese. However, throughout the course of the whole film, I couldn’t help but make comparisons between BR and THG (“The Hunger Games”) by Suzanne Collins. Although BR was released years before THG, I kept expecting that Katniss will kill someone sooner or later. There was actually a scene where this guy shoots this person with his bow and arrow and I was all, like, “What! That bow and arrow wasn’t even impressive.”
The only thing I hated about BR was that asshole teacher who was…. dickier (new word, huh) than a dick. I fervently hoped for his demise. And I did get it. Only it wasn’t gruesome enough. I was thinking of… Reverse Bear Trap, maybe?
Ooh. It was also interesting to see Chiaki Kuriyama in her pre-Kill Bill days. As you may or may not remember, Chiaki played Gogo Yubari in the first volume of “Kill Bill”. I wonder if she has some penchant (or is it simply coincidence?) for playing characters that eventually get killed off after giving viewers the countenance of someone who’s cunning enough to escape death? Hmm.
The next movie we watched was “Jeepers Creepers”. The movie centers around siblings Darry and Trish as they try to escape a ruthless ancient immortal demon who eats humans every twenty-three years for twenty-three days. What ensues is chaos and lots of screaming.
Second movie: “Jeepers Creepers”
Lots of screaming on my part, too, definitely. Ugh. I had enough insight to know that when Elmo asked me if I have ever watched “Jeepers Creepers”, he (along with Margotte) wanted to see me scream my lungs out. I always do that when watching horror/thriller/suspense films. Propriety demands that I be silent but… what the hell. I even do it in cinemas — much to the chagrin of the unfortunate fellow seated next to me.
But Elmo and Margotte did get the reaction they wanted to see. Fucking bloody hell. The movie was scary. Truth be told, this movie got me screaming more than any other movie. Especially that scene where Darry crawls inside the pipe… and lo and behold! RATS come running out and into Justin’s face. WOOH. WOOH. WOOH. Well, being deathly afraid of rats, you can only imagine the screams I made. Definitely not music to anyone’s ears (Except for Elmo’s and Margotte’s).
All in all, today was a productive day. The dog-days of summer are coming to a close and I’m glad to soak up on the fun (the sun, not so much) as long as I possibly can. I do miss school (Nerd alert! Dork alert!) and can’t wait to go back to PWU… but for now, I live for the idle moments.