No Time to Lose~!

Today was the day when we actually have to pass up the timeline, schedule and script as well. My heart beats faster as fast as a bullet train. In fact, i think even faster than the bullet train, so it sorted of inspired me to sing a song related to the bullet train.

There was a time
When bullet train was invented
Yes it did
Yes it did
Now we are even sitting on it
Sure we did
Sure we did
Seeing bullet trains faster and strong
Making my heart faster to see my nation going on
*[Tune of the Singapore song]

The rest of the song died down as i lost my inspiration.

We met up at the Macdonalds located right outside White Sands. Ting Yu reached first followed by Yi Chuin then me.We started out by taking down notes like what would Mr. Ronald be talking about drawing essentials, Mr. Alan be talking about ideation and Mr. Julian be talking about video fundamentals. Not forgetting, also what did we obtain from the modules, the realisation and the learning experience from the module itself and started to branch it out. I, of course on the other hand, took noticed of what they wrote and applied it onto the script if i see that the words are suitable for the speech. Haha.. i don't think you would want me to type out every detail of what we had wrote as it may go on and on and on.

Here is what Yi Chuin and Ting Yu had taken note of respectively:
Who knows, you may even sleep half way through while reading my blog. So to cut the story short, i managed to edit everyone's script as in who to say what and other audios as well. By the time Aaron came, he had little to do and he gave a long face during the whole meeting which made Yi Chuin and I really scared i believe. Maybe he encountered an incident or something unhappy happened. But anyway, we got to hand up the script, time line and even the schedule on time or on the dot at exactly 7pm sharp.

Here was what we had send to Lecturer Wahidah:

By the time, we ended our meeting and headed for home, it was already 8 plus at night. My dad bought turtle soup for dinner. YES the day, i have been yearning for. To taste the tender yet slimy flesh of the turtle. Wondering how it would taste like. But in the end, i didn't try as it looked kind of scary and come to think of how the turtle died just to be my dinner was even scarier. I took an image of it. Here it is:

The worst thing was when i didn't feel like eating it, my dad forced me to. "Is it me or did my dad just became childish for a second." I thought to myself. He actually asked me to drink the turtle soup and to think he placed it right on top of the schedule of from Monday to Wednesday, making the paper wet which means i have to print it again. And guessed what, when i said "Wah! I have to print again." My dad actually laughed. After drinking the turle soup, i continued thinking of a suitable theme. Is Transition alright?
[ Take note: I only drank the turtle soup, i didn't eat the turtle so obviously i am innocent]

So yup, time for me to rest.

Nites