Friday, April 06, 2007
Moving legs
Today is Good Friday and I went to the temple to pray, together with my family members. I had been feeling so sick since sunday. The reason was for running in the rain without umbrella and then in air-con condition after that. My fever ran high to 39 degrees and I had a 2 day MC. I was afraid of missing out too much in school, so I was only on 1 day MC. To tell the truth, I haven't recover from it yet.
About my drum lesson, my teacher mispronounced my name. The class has 10 students, in which five were male, the other 5 were female, including me. That means we are proportional. Yay. Wait a minute, the teacher was a male. Let's just leave him out of of the picture. I was surprised to actually see some girls wearing skirts to drumming lessons. How weird? I wouldn't have done that. There was an uncle in the class who was so enthusiastic and kept posting questions for the teacher. Then, there was a very young boy in the class and I doubt that he was at least of age 14. (minimum age)
I have totally no idea for my PI because tasks set allows very little ideas to flow in. The deadline is drawing close. I don't think I can survive. Dammit. I'd thought of a theme for my photography project after seeing the beautiful skyline from my kitchen window.
I'm done.
My classmates are jokers. Out.
About my drum lesson, my teacher mispronounced my name. The class has 10 students, in which five were male, the other 5 were female, including me. That means we are proportional. Yay. Wait a minute, the teacher was a male. Let's just leave him out of of the picture. I was surprised to actually see some girls wearing skirts to drumming lessons. How weird? I wouldn't have done that. There was an uncle in the class who was so enthusiastic and kept posting questions for the teacher. Then, there was a very young boy in the class and I doubt that he was at least of age 14. (minimum age)
I have totally no idea for my PI because tasks set allows very little ideas to flow in. The deadline is drawing close. I don't think I can survive. Dammit. I'd thought of a theme for my photography project after seeing the beautiful skyline from my kitchen window.
I'm done.
My classmates are jokers. Out.