Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Got this funny quiz from Sandra.
1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME: Marcus Low Junxiang
2. WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? Some crap khaki colour.
3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? the fan spinning above.
4.WHAT ARE THE LAST 4 DIGITS OF YOUR PHONE NUMBER? 6948.
5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? chicken chop
6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Blue.
7. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? hmm.. Shima? to ask her why she nvr come for rehearsal.
8. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE GENDER: somehow my eyes just direct to the eyes.
9. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS? I 'kope'-ed this from Sandra...
11. FAVORITE DRINK? Ice lemon tea rocks.
12. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? Shandy
13. FAVORITE SPORT? Badminton
14. HAIR COLOR? black with some white from stress.
15. EYE COLOR? dunno donkare
16. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? No
17. SIBLINGS AND THEIR AGES? sis 20 this year, bro 17 this year.
18. FAVORITE MONTH? december
20. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? er... forgot.
21. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR? Days when my section gets praise.
22. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT? how abt not having the time.
23. SUMMER OR WINTER? winter.
24. HUGS OR KISSES? both! hahaha. but nobody wants to kiss me with all my pimples and all.
25. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS? erh... wth.
26. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? choc!
27. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK? duh.
28. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Sandra, her SMS like free liddat.
29. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO? dunno.
30. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS? singapore.
32. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? SNAZZI advert.
33. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT? think.
34. FAVORITE SMELLS? nvr thought of it.
35. CAN YOU TOUCH YOUR NOSE WITH YOUR TONGUE? nope.
36. WHAT INSPIRES YOU? personal events.
37. BUTTERED, PLAIN, OR SALTED POPCORN? Salt or buttered.
38. FAVORITE CAR? hmmm... maybe nissan stuff or a lamborhini.
39. FAVORITE FLOWER? none.
40. HOW MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING? 3.
41. CAN YOU JUGGLE? nope.
42. CAN YOU PUT YOUR TOES IN YOUR MOUTH? possible, but im not abt to try.
43. DO U HAVE A CRUSH? hmm..
44. NAME? wait... and wonder....
45. STAR SIGN? taurus
46. FAVE MOVIE? action and not much else.
47. FAVE GIRL/BOY? haha, guess.
48. EVA BEEN KISSED BY A BOY U LIKE? EE.... get away from me, i dun 'like' guys...
yeah, actually there's only 47 questions, but I guess no one else saw it. there's no question 19.
hmm.. My sections getting damn lazy. won't broadcast the details here.... gdnite ppl.
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1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME: Marcus Low Junxiang
2. WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? Some crap khaki colour.
3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? the fan spinning above.
4.WHAT ARE THE LAST 4 DIGITS OF YOUR PHONE NUMBER? 6948.
5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? chicken chop
6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Blue.
7. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? hmm.. Shima? to ask her why she nvr come for rehearsal.
8. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE GENDER: somehow my eyes just direct to the eyes.
9. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS? I 'kope'-ed this from Sandra...
11. FAVORITE DRINK? Ice lemon tea rocks.
12. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? Shandy
13. FAVORITE SPORT? Badminton
14. HAIR COLOR? black with some white from stress.
15. EYE COLOR? dunno donkare
16. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? No
17. SIBLINGS AND THEIR AGES? sis 20 this year, bro 17 this year.
18. FAVORITE MONTH? december
20. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? er... forgot.
21. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR? Days when my section gets praise.
22. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT? how abt not having the time.
23. SUMMER OR WINTER? winter.
24. HUGS OR KISSES? both! hahaha. but nobody wants to kiss me with all my pimples and all.
25. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS? erh... wth.
26. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? choc!
27. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK? duh.
28. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Sandra, her SMS like free liddat.
29. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO? dunno.
30. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS? singapore.
32. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? SNAZZI advert.
33. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT? think.
34. FAVORITE SMELLS? nvr thought of it.
35. CAN YOU TOUCH YOUR NOSE WITH YOUR TONGUE? nope.
36. WHAT INSPIRES YOU? personal events.
37. BUTTERED, PLAIN, OR SALTED POPCORN? Salt or buttered.
38. FAVORITE CAR? hmmm... maybe nissan stuff or a lamborhini.
39. FAVORITE FLOWER? none.
40. HOW MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING? 3.
41. CAN YOU JUGGLE? nope.
42. CAN YOU PUT YOUR TOES IN YOUR MOUTH? possible, but im not abt to try.
43. DO U HAVE A CRUSH? hmm..
44. NAME? wait... and wonder....
45. STAR SIGN? taurus
46. FAVE MOVIE? action and not much else.
47. FAVE GIRL/BOY? haha, guess.
48. EVA BEEN KISSED BY A BOY U LIKE? EE.... get away from me, i dun 'like' guys...
yeah, actually there's only 47 questions, but I guess no one else saw it. there's no question 19.
hmm.. My sections getting damn lazy. won't broadcast the details here.... gdnite ppl.
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Holy crap, it's 15 days to SYF.
Ok, don't panic. Even though I still have a section to work, even though I have 2 unequal marimba rollers, even though I have the lousy pulsing to work on, even though I have the stupid 3 hemi-demi-semiquaver A to D timpani transition at bar 227 to work on. DON'T PANIC.
I need time for sectionals. And there's band practice almost everyday. I need just about 5 hours for sectionals. thats all.
To the majors: Ask the other sections to get out for sectionals. If WE move, we're not gonna start sectionals until a good 45 minutes later. Not that we're able to, anyway. So ask the others to move.
we'll stay anyway, even if u ask us to move.
yeah. And to my wunderful POTs. It's not too late to panic you know...
No, you shouldn't panic. But you shouldn't get too big headed and think your part is perfect too... there're many parts.
I'm going to implode into both pieces next week. Every part is going to be perfect by the following week and then we'll work on the rubato styling then. And by the SYF day, it's gonna be DA BEST!
yesyes??? yes.. YES!!
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Ok, don't panic. Even though I still have a section to work, even though I have 2 unequal marimba rollers, even though I have the lousy pulsing to work on, even though I have the stupid 3 hemi-demi-semiquaver A to D timpani transition at bar 227 to work on. DON'T PANIC.
I need time for sectionals. And there's band practice almost everyday. I need just about 5 hours for sectionals. thats all.
To the majors: Ask the other sections to get out for sectionals. If WE move, we're not gonna start sectionals until a good 45 minutes later. Not that we're able to, anyway. So ask the others to move.
we'll stay anyway, even if u ask us to move.
yeah. And to my wunderful POTs. It's not too late to panic you know...
No, you shouldn't panic. But you shouldn't get too big headed and think your part is perfect too... there're many parts.
I'm going to implode into both pieces next week. Every part is going to be perfect by the following week and then we'll work on the rubato styling then. And by the SYF day, it's gonna be DA BEST!
yesyes??? yes.. YES!!
Thursday, March 24, 2005
I miss SCH. hahaha.
Basically today was hot, tiring and throat-sore-ing. I went to stand with my section at the right side, where nobody except the back row and front row cheered. Those in the middle didn't.
Yeah, then we went to parkway to eat. And my wunderful section was doing very lame stuffs on the way.
Tomorrow will be the worst. A holiday to do work.
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Basically today was hot, tiring and throat-sore-ing. I went to stand with my section at the right side, where nobody except the back row and front row cheered. Those in the middle didn't.
Yeah, then we went to parkway to eat. And my wunderful section was doing very lame stuffs on the way.
Tomorrow will be the worst. A holiday to do work.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
OMG I'm so freaking tired.
The rehearsal at SCH was very tiring. VERY. Because the seats were very comfortable, because I didn't have lunch so no energy, because I was one of the few dedicating my full attention to the instrument transportation when the time came, because because because....
I really hope I won't fall sick. Mr Glosz said he threw his sister-in-law out because she was sick. Well, both my parents are sick. Can I throw them out? haha RIte.
Messages to My section.
Shima: Stacatto stick!! Remember everything I told you about beats and all...
Effa: hip-hop! remember to Feel the down beats and follow with off ones yar?
Dewi: Be more happy-go-lucky k? dun always so serious. And I thought I was the most serious one.
Zizie: U arh! Dun always blame ppl, some I admit my fault la... sorry. but not all the time k?
Diyana: U good. everytime got some funny thing stuck in the head den cannot stop playing. dun hor. after halfway playing MW den got temple blocks playing den everybody will be like O.o.
Desiree: dun bimbo everyday k? like today on stage. hahah. but keep up ur improvement rate. it's good. and make joyce ur junior understand EVERYTHING. ok?
Sandra: Go locker!! hahaha. Right. u arh, dunno wad to say. how about, pizzicatto louder? That's ur previous prob. see, improve so much oredi... keep it up hor.
Zameer: Remeber, it's called feeling the pulse, not having the pulse. It's shared, not yours to control. ok?
Lisha: practice ur crash hor. practice alot, and dun read so much. hahaha.
yep dats abt it. And to the Sec 1s in general:
Sorry abt not having so much time for you guys. We're really busy abt SYF but once it's over I bet they'll be cramming to make you guys the pride of TWE at the junior band fest. hahaha, Work hard ok? and remember everything I taught u all hor. and remember to listen to your seniors. every single one of them, if it seems unreasonable, ask another senior for advice. or ask ZAT!
ok, gdnite ppl.
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The rehearsal at SCH was very tiring. VERY. Because the seats were very comfortable, because I didn't have lunch so no energy, because I was one of the few dedicating my full attention to the instrument transportation when the time came, because because because....
I really hope I won't fall sick. Mr Glosz said he threw his sister-in-law out because she was sick. Well, both my parents are sick. Can I throw them out? haha RIte.
Messages to My section.
Shima: Stacatto stick!! Remember everything I told you about beats and all...
Effa: hip-hop! remember to Feel the down beats and follow with off ones yar?
Dewi: Be more happy-go-lucky k? dun always so serious. And I thought I was the most serious one.
Zizie: U arh! Dun always blame ppl, some I admit my fault la... sorry. but not all the time k?
Diyana: U good. everytime got some funny thing stuck in the head den cannot stop playing. dun hor. after halfway playing MW den got temple blocks playing den everybody will be like O.o.
Desiree: dun bimbo everyday k? like today on stage. hahah. but keep up ur improvement rate. it's good. and make joyce ur junior understand EVERYTHING. ok?
Sandra: Go locker!! hahaha. Right. u arh, dunno wad to say. how about, pizzicatto louder? That's ur previous prob. see, improve so much oredi... keep it up hor.
Zameer: Remeber, it's called feeling the pulse, not having the pulse. It's shared, not yours to control. ok?
Lisha: practice ur crash hor. practice alot, and dun read so much. hahaha.
yep dats abt it. And to the Sec 1s in general:
Sorry abt not having so much time for you guys. We're really busy abt SYF but once it's over I bet they'll be cramming to make you guys the pride of TWE at the junior band fest. hahaha, Work hard ok? and remember everything I taught u all hor. and remember to listen to your seniors. every single one of them, if it seems unreasonable, ask another senior for advice. or ask ZAT!
ok, gdnite ppl.
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
Back from Band Camp. My First overnight one.
The camp was freakin tiring. First day not so bad, second can feel the tiredness oredi. Then the third day somehow feel tired but still want to practice. hmm...
Anyway, the first day started off with an hour long briefing by the Majors, and we started moving instruments down. Den i forgot wad we did for the first part of the day but it was quite ok to do. nothing wrong. Then there was the Lunch Cheer! Why isit my group always win the lunch cheer arh?! Too good oredi lah, wad to do... heheh I'm such an egoistic idiot.
Anyway, that evening we played some games like the husband and wife thing, and I got another nickname to add to the list. MARMOO. And they(zizie, diyana, dewi) started calling Sandra SITI or how u spell I oso dunno. They are forever doing nonsensical things.
Oh and Zat took the SYF band, and he was damn farni. I had almost forgotten Zat's style of taking a band rehearsal. He tends to link phrases in Singapore Rhapsody to other things in a very funny way.
Den that night I couldn't sleep much becos of the stupid cat and dog exchanging barks and meows. What's more, everyone was sleeping on the tables and mattress and no more table for me, so I slept on the floor.
Second day was tiring, sects almost the whole freakin day, then we had moonlight rehearsal. Kind of useless cos no tuba and I cannot hear Mr Glosz talking. So keep watching him. Or rather, his right hand. Then muz guess whether one or two bars for nothing.
That night also had confidence walk. Not really scary lah, cos no scaring except for Hakim. But he knew I got hearing prob den he grunt so soft, then I nvr hear keep walking until he shine his torhlight at me and call. Nonsense lah he.
Yep, slept very soundly despite the uncomfortable conditions.
Third day was the most useless. Mr Glosz was late so didn't do anything. My section also slept on the spot. Den they go band room rest and teach sec 1s. I was still full of adrenaline so I took the trombones for sectionals on the upbeats thingy. actually not really THE TROMBONES. Just Hanling and Lifeng. I was quite shocked that they dun have sectionals together. Where were the other trombones? Nelson and and Yimei understandable lah, but the rest?
Yeah anyway, feels good to help other sections. You 2 arh, remember wad I said hor, imagine Mr Glosz bouncing up and down den play with body language yea? ok? ok. OK!!
After that we had to go back up to the ban room because the dance had to use the hall. So we went up and Mr Glosz came late. Then he talked for 2 hours on SYF and camping and stuff. Den dismissed.
Pinyi, Jessica, Russel, Ben, Kekang and me went to Mac, then met Baochuan Lifeng and Hanling. Den we stay there until about 2 plus. Den go home.
Wah. I reach home, bathed like I nvr bathed b4. Cos I nvr slept in the bath b4, see... yep, den just went to sleep like THAT *snap fingers*.
ZzZzZzZ. MarhMOOO00oo0o0o0o0ooo00o00o0o......
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The camp was freakin tiring. First day not so bad, second can feel the tiredness oredi. Then the third day somehow feel tired but still want to practice. hmm...
Anyway, the first day started off with an hour long briefing by the Majors, and we started moving instruments down. Den i forgot wad we did for the first part of the day but it was quite ok to do. nothing wrong. Then there was the Lunch Cheer! Why isit my group always win the lunch cheer arh?! Too good oredi lah, wad to do... heheh I'm such an egoistic idiot.
Anyway, that evening we played some games like the husband and wife thing, and I got another nickname to add to the list. MARMOO. And they(zizie, diyana, dewi) started calling Sandra SITI or how u spell I oso dunno. They are forever doing nonsensical things.
Oh and Zat took the SYF band, and he was damn farni. I had almost forgotten Zat's style of taking a band rehearsal. He tends to link phrases in Singapore Rhapsody to other things in a very funny way.
Den that night I couldn't sleep much becos of the stupid cat and dog exchanging barks and meows. What's more, everyone was sleeping on the tables and mattress and no more table for me, so I slept on the floor.
Second day was tiring, sects almost the whole freakin day, then we had moonlight rehearsal. Kind of useless cos no tuba and I cannot hear Mr Glosz talking. So keep watching him. Or rather, his right hand. Then muz guess whether one or two bars for nothing.
That night also had confidence walk. Not really scary lah, cos no scaring except for Hakim. But he knew I got hearing prob den he grunt so soft, then I nvr hear keep walking until he shine his torhlight at me and call. Nonsense lah he.
Yep, slept very soundly despite the uncomfortable conditions.
Third day was the most useless. Mr Glosz was late so didn't do anything. My section also slept on the spot. Den they go band room rest and teach sec 1s. I was still full of adrenaline so I took the trombones for sectionals on the upbeats thingy. actually not really THE TROMBONES. Just Hanling and Lifeng. I was quite shocked that they dun have sectionals together. Where were the other trombones? Nelson and and Yimei understandable lah, but the rest?
Yeah anyway, feels good to help other sections. You 2 arh, remember wad I said hor, imagine Mr Glosz bouncing up and down den play with body language yea? ok? ok. OK!!
After that we had to go back up to the ban room because the dance had to use the hall. So we went up and Mr Glosz came late. Then he talked for 2 hours on SYF and camping and stuff. Den dismissed.
Pinyi, Jessica, Russel, Ben, Kekang and me went to Mac, then met Baochuan Lifeng and Hanling. Den we stay there until about 2 plus. Den go home.
Wah. I reach home, bathed like I nvr bathed b4. Cos I nvr slept in the bath b4, see... yep, den just went to sleep like THAT *snap fingers*.
ZzZzZzZ. MarhMOOO00oo0o0o0o0ooo00o00o0o......
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Haiz.
Mr Tan freaked us out today. So angry can.... den we quietly do our summary until bell ring.
And Kenneth got this idea from Val and wrote him an apology letter on behalf of the class, but he opened it for a split second and closed it again, den resume his typing on the keyboard.
Mr Tan told us something quite inspiring for me today. He said that there was this guy who fail his Os so terribly that he could only apply for the shipbuilding course. Maybe I should JUST PASS my subjects and be elligible only for NAFA... hmmm... Must give that a thought...
Thanks to Kenneth, Karen, SiHui, Emily and Tallie for listening to my garbage talk and the encouraging words that should make me hold on and not give up hope. But with a person like this, whom I'm dealing with(they know who), hope against him is practically non-existant.
HOPE.
What a word, so strong that it rang through the streets during Ghandhi's peaceful rebellion. It is the very thing that gives us humans the encouragement to move on when we fall. But when there is an individual removing all your hopes and dreams, someone who has the power to make you or break you, and who chooses to break, then HOPE is simply a flashing dream.
"Oh god, give me the strength to accept what I cannot control."
This statement came across my mind. It's not a referral to me, it's a referral to him, whose personality and character I can never shape to fit society. I need the strength to accept his actions. But it is in itself just a prayer. And I'm not a christian.
I want to go NAFA.
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Mr Tan freaked us out today. So angry can.... den we quietly do our summary until bell ring.
And Kenneth got this idea from Val and wrote him an apology letter on behalf of the class, but he opened it for a split second and closed it again, den resume his typing on the keyboard.
Mr Tan told us something quite inspiring for me today. He said that there was this guy who fail his Os so terribly that he could only apply for the shipbuilding course. Maybe I should JUST PASS my subjects and be elligible only for NAFA... hmmm... Must give that a thought...
Thanks to Kenneth, Karen, SiHui, Emily and Tallie for listening to my garbage talk and the encouraging words that should make me hold on and not give up hope. But with a person like this, whom I'm dealing with(they know who), hope against him is practically non-existant.
HOPE.
What a word, so strong that it rang through the streets during Ghandhi's peaceful rebellion. It is the very thing that gives us humans the encouragement to move on when we fall. But when there is an individual removing all your hopes and dreams, someone who has the power to make you or break you, and who chooses to break, then HOPE is simply a flashing dream.
"Oh god, give me the strength to accept what I cannot control."
This statement came across my mind. It's not a referral to me, it's a referral to him, whose personality and character I can never shape to fit society. I need the strength to accept his actions. But it is in itself just a prayer. And I'm not a christian.
I want to go NAFA.
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
Oh man oh man oh man......
I'm failing miserably. Not academically, but more of a section thing. I can't seem to get them on my wavelength. Or maybe it's a problem of me not being on THEIR wavelength.
Anyway, I'm looking forward to friday's combined setionals with the trombones and horns. Been waiting for something like this, and only now it's happening.
I really wish I could care for my section. Care as in CARE, the consideration issue type. As Zizie was kind enough to remind me in the conversation just now, I should be leaving the caring and consideration issue to Shima and only concentrate on the technical stuffs, like I have been doing all along.
But I don't understand. I also want to care about them, not just their music, but their personal self as well.
Maybe this is why i can say my section is the most technically risen section. Sure, they have their faults, but they are being worked on, as close to the books as I can make out.
But that is not enough. I feel out of the section, like a pariah. They converse behind the timpani, and I somehow feel left out.
I am not complaining, instead I should learn to live with it. But the yearning to be actively involved not just technically but emotionally as well, is very strong in me...
Perhaps they've grown sick of seeing me in front every sectionals, perhaps they are sick of the songs i still find interesting, which are the SYF pieces. Perhaps I am too shallow for their profound minds to interact with. Perhaps I cannot understand their thoughts during band practice. Perhaps... Perhaps..perhaps...
I don't know what to do.
I cannot wait to move on. The weight of the great responsibility is getting to me. I'm losing the vigor with which I handled sectionals in the previous year.
Zat once said that it wasn't my fault. He was wrong. It WAS my fault. Only an idiot like me could make the drastic blunder of being the most lenient section leader ever.
To Zat: you were wrong.
To TWE: I Tried
and to Percussion, my wonderful section: I'm sorry.
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I'm failing miserably. Not academically, but more of a section thing. I can't seem to get them on my wavelength. Or maybe it's a problem of me not being on THEIR wavelength.
Anyway, I'm looking forward to friday's combined setionals with the trombones and horns. Been waiting for something like this, and only now it's happening.
I really wish I could care for my section. Care as in CARE, the consideration issue type. As Zizie was kind enough to remind me in the conversation just now, I should be leaving the caring and consideration issue to Shima and only concentrate on the technical stuffs, like I have been doing all along.
But I don't understand. I also want to care about them, not just their music, but their personal self as well.
Maybe this is why i can say my section is the most technically risen section. Sure, they have their faults, but they are being worked on, as close to the books as I can make out.
But that is not enough. I feel out of the section, like a pariah. They converse behind the timpani, and I somehow feel left out.
I am not complaining, instead I should learn to live with it. But the yearning to be actively involved not just technically but emotionally as well, is very strong in me...
Perhaps they've grown sick of seeing me in front every sectionals, perhaps they are sick of the songs i still find interesting, which are the SYF pieces. Perhaps I am too shallow for their profound minds to interact with. Perhaps I cannot understand their thoughts during band practice. Perhaps... Perhaps..perhaps...
I don't know what to do.
I cannot wait to move on. The weight of the great responsibility is getting to me. I'm losing the vigor with which I handled sectionals in the previous year.
Zat once said that it wasn't my fault. He was wrong. It WAS my fault. Only an idiot like me could make the drastic blunder of being the most lenient section leader ever.
To Zat: you were wrong.
To TWE: I Tried
and to Percussion, my wonderful section: I'm sorry.
