I am so inspired

When activities move into full swing and all of us become very busy, when life starts to lose meaning and work becomes our sole religion, when rehearsals become a chore and performances a dreadful fear, we the brats, mo matter how simple and unimportant, need some inspiration. (Yes, my uber long sentence is to show that I'm "longing" for the inspiration)

Anyway, all senior brats were treated to the most inspirational speech of our lives by none other than the GREAT YANT. Our great leader gave us 15 minutes of our emotional nourishment needed to spur us on in our future endeavours. We were given the new title "pioneers" which means that we are not just JVC or Toshiba. It also tells us that we are not only vaccum cleaners that suck, we are also televisions that flash. We also learnt that in addition to our leader being called Mrs See, we have a new sub-leader called Mr Look. Together, they form the "look see look see" group, the main observers of our weekly practice. We are of course honoured to have a committee formed just to be our rehearsal critics.

Thus, we brats, as unimportant as we are, have to work as hard as possible to repay our leader. We must concentrate to play every single piece, even if it is munjen music. After all, as the GREAT YANT said, "Don't think that just because this is non-western music means I don't need to use my brain!"