School

I meant to blog ages ago.

I have met my teachers. They are not half bad.

1. I have Mdm Chan for geog. I think she's kinda good She means business.
2. I have mdm khong for chinese. She's really funny, and has alot of stories to tell.
3. I have Mdm Lee ( previously Mslee) as my maths teacher. Dont mess with her.
4. I have Mr. Ramesh for Social studies. he's super boring. but if i manage to sneak 100plus to school, I might survive his lessons.
5. I have Mr Chia for Physics. The sight of him makes me sleepy. Great. I am gonna pass my Physics with flying colours.
6. I have Ms Ng and the superman dude ( I always forget his name) for English. Ms Ng is pretty cool. Another one of the uber fierce people. Superman would be there to save us. Superman actually knows how to pronounce Jesus Del pozo. Not our saviour. the Mexican pronunciation
7. I also have Mrs Lai for my F&N. She's kinda crazy, but in a good and funny way. she's nice. :)
8. And I have Ms Chua for chem! Ms chua is really hardworking. I love her.
9. I haven't met the POA teacher.
10. Oh, and Mr. Daniel Wong is my PE teacher.

So. basically. they are a good lot. i hope

I joined the band thing. They needed to recruit people for SYF, and I volunteered.. Guess what we were learning? Percussions! I was just dying to learn drums. Now this is my chance. Of course, this ones different. I am doing the snare drum. the one with the roll thingy. And its really fun! We practiced on rubber cymbals.

Now I know how to hold drumsticks. and follow the beat and stuff like that. I also learnt the basics of music. such as the ach. I forgot. but the one note, then the half note. ya. When I remember the shall tell you.

Ricson was pretty good, but he hit too uneven and fast,

Moi? I am perfect.

Just kidding. I screwed up again and again. I tend to lose my concentration and forget what I was doing. ach.

Ugh. Today, I was waiting for my bus on the busstop. And guess what? This boy, (sec1) was rushing for the bus, and he got knocked down by a speeding motorcycle. He then Got up, and walked towards the bus stop. and laid his head on his friend's lap, saying he needed to put his head down. He might have internal injuries. I dont know, but he claimed he was fine. At least the motorcycle wasn't doing a hit and run, he came back to see if the boy was ok.

I screamed. He was right in front of me when He got knocked down.

Makes me wonder. I had this urge, to step infront of the motorcycle. I wonder, If there are anything to do in such situations.You see it happen right in front of you. You could have stopped it. I dont know. I am not trying to be some heroine. Just thinking you know?

It was scary to see him knocked down.