Saturday, February 2, 2008

The Journey




The much anticipated class excursion had finally arrived. We assembled at the school foyer and waited for our english teacher, Mr Maran's instructions. The whole class had been looking forward to this because of some reasons that I should not say. Just in case someone that should not know read about it.

Well, back to the journey...

[ Part 1 ] The whole class was divided into groups of 5. I was in the last group, but there wasn't any difference between the first and the last group. Armed with a pen and a piece of paper, we departed the school. There was a reason though, for bringing those stationeries. We were supposed to ( Mr. Maran's fav. phrase ) READ & ANALYSE the environment and note down things that we see, hear and smell.
Once we stepped out of school, a huge odour of fuel caught my nose's attention. The bus emitted too much carbon monoxide and diffusion of it in the surrounding air made me smell it. Automatically, I wrote it on to my piece of paper. Something caught my attention next. A group of my classmates stopped at the side of the canal. Because of a spider. Guess what they did...

' Destroy its web '. A bunch of ' nature destroyers ' they are... Soon after like 5 minutes, we had to move on. I was an observer there while they did all the 'work'. I was such a 'good guy'. *cough*

[ Part 2 ] We continued our journey towards the underpass. There was an unbearable STENCH there. It was s smelly that we quickly hasten our pace to East Coast Park. The environment there was friendly thought it was a little warm ( 12nn obviously ). The cool and refreshing breeze was really helpful after a long day studying in the humid classroom in school.
We strolled to the sea-side and managed to locate an empty bench with a table. Mr Maran allowed us to take a break around the vicinity and also gave us time to finish up on our note-taking. Some of them were mischievious, went to destroy the sandcastles with..... sea-shells.......

[ ( This is - Part 3 ahh ) ] Given the permission to buy drinks from the foodcourt nearby ( which I thought it wasn't a great idea ) took us 20minutes to get back to school FROM EAST COAST. The journey back was not interesting at all other than the group of people 'torturing' the pathetic spider.

I know its a long post.... And a boring one too.. but don't fall asleep reading it !! Haha

Hope you enjoy this video !!! ( Credits of video uploading - Bryan )


Saturday, January 19, 2008

VSCO 'Mini' Performance


Yesterday, our whole orchestra went to Mandarin Gardens for our mini performance. After a week's long of practice, we were ready for it. Practice started on 1pm yesterday. We practised till 4pm went we were told to change and get ready to depart to Mandarin Gardens which was located stone thrown away.

We departed school and walked to Mandarin Gardens. It was a short walk though but we were sweating profusely upon reaching there. It was due to the blazers we had to wear. Some people got to sit on the lorry ferrying the big instruments needed. The others had to walk instead.

We arranged the sitting arrangements and begun playing the 9 songs we were invited to play. It was quite a grand event at Mandarin Gardens as many people invited there were well-dressed. Every time after we finished playing a song, only onlookers standing at the sides clapped for us, while the others treated it as 'passing music'.

It ended around 8.15pm. Walking back to school took us 15min. We had pizza after that as all of us were hungry after a long and tiring day. It was my first performance for VSCO. Even though we screwed up some songs, it was quite an impressive performance.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Fire Evacuation Exercise


Hi hi all !

Its now 7pm.... Something is wrong with the time of blogger. It kept showing 2.57am. An interesting incident occurred in school today. Not as if it was extremely interesting. It was the Fire Evacuation Exercise. How I wish the alarm bell rang during history lessons. Okay back to the subject. Mr Maran, our English teacher was talking about the correct pronunciation of 'William Farquhar' (William Farkir) when the fire alarm rang. Ear piercing 'shrieks' can be heard from the sec1 class as it was there first time doing the exercise. Some extremely ENTHUSIASTIC people like Zul and the gang ran out of class. Not to line-up, but to run & hide in the toilet. Hahaha. After listening to Mr Low's announcement, apparently there is a 'fire' at one of the science labs. ( I can't remember which ) Led by Mr Maran, we stood in a straight row outside the class and went to the school field in an orderly manner. We were not the first class though. There were many other classes there and there were much more classes 'strolling' into the field. I did not hear the time we took to evacuate the building. The Sun was just to unbearable.

I think it was like 25 minutes or so but nonetheless I still hope the whole school did their very best. It was an importance exercise. But the main credit still goes to OM Mr Chia who organised the whole Fire Evacuation Exercise.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Special Day for a Special Classmate

Yesterday was a memorable day for us. ( 2G classmates & I ) Marco, our classmate for a year was going to leave us. He will be going to Malaysia to continue his studies. His mom was a Malaysian. Though Ms Shekha told us the reason of him leaving, we still could not accept it. We were classmates for a year and we shared joy, happiness and got into trouble altogether, as a class. Marco is a very nice guy who is both helpful and kind. ( He can be mean sometimes ) We knew he always liked soccer as he always participated in inter-class soccer and plays soccer during recess. I still remembered when our class won the inter-class soccer. So the whole class contributed enough money and bought him a soccerball as a farewell gift. Not to mention, a farewell card too. We planned a 'mini- farwell ' party for him and took pictures together as a class. Even though I am not his best friend, I still wish him well in his life at Malaysia. We are not studying together as a class anymore Marco but, we will always be friends.

A true, blue Victorian.