I figured out that i should tell you how i really feel about you guys before i leave, and since i've plenty of time to do so, why not? Anyways just a few important things in this message.
First of all, i want to highlight for the last time, that this is your section. Its future is what you choose to make of it. For the section to shine, all of you have to play a part. Dont just rely on Run Xian and steven to guide you. Do whats best for the section. You dont have to be pro or imba to contribute. Everyone is limited in different areas. Some of you might find that you need more time to concentrate on studies. Some of you might have to go home early everyday. This doesnt matter. What counts is that you recognize that you are significant. I once asked myself this question. "Would you rather HCISO got gold with honours for SYF but you got 9.0 for year end msg. Or would you prefer to get 1.0 for msg and HCISO got silver instead" Clearly the answer is obvious. Loving the orchestra is not about sacrificing everything for it, but rather, understanding your role in it, and giving your best. Only then will there be progress. I'd rather we have a group of players who share a common interest, yet arent as talented, then many individualistic pros who dont love the orchestra.
Next, participate actively in orchestra activities. These need not mean group outings organized by alwyn. In actual fact, whats more important is that you have fun together as a section. This can mean playing cards together [location not stated], practicing together, spending time in orchestra room together, and even going for lunches or dinners together. Orchestra room is actually an intriguing place. At least, for me, for someone who spent hours stoning in the gloom of the room on weekday evenings, it bears special meaning and importance. To see it fill with activity on tuesdays and fridays, and then empty gradually as people leave for home. To observe silently as the brightness of the environment is replaced by darkness, as the curtains are drawn and lights go off. Perhaps someday you can come together as a section in these circumstances. When your time isnt bound by tight schedules of rehearsals and sectionals, and you meet together simply because you know that someone is gona be there, and you are not gona be the only one appearing at orch room. Its a little like "尽在不言中", if you will ever understand what i mean.
Lastly, something less related to orchestra. Hwachong life is tough. I know. Whether or not you are as busy as naifu, being in HSC and HP and doing well accademically, or facing pressure from parents, teachers and peers due to undesirable grades, there will definitely be times when you feel overwhelmed. Such feelings may originate from failure to get through projects day, getting scolded by teachers, or falling behind deadlines. Yet take it in your stride and dont let it affect your mood. Sit down, stone, relax, reflect, and put the past behind. Things get better. Yes they do.
Two songs i'd like to share.
How could this happen to me:
I open my eyes I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light. I can’t remember how I can’t remember why I'm lying here tonight And I can’t STAND the pain And I can’t make it go away No I can’t STAND the pain
How could this happen to me I've made my mistakes got nowhere to run The night goes on as I’m fading away I'm sick of this life I just wanna scream How could this happen to me
Everybody’s screaming I try to make a sound but no one hears me I’m slipping off the edge I’m hanging by a thread I wanna start this over again So I try to hold On to a time when Nothing mattered And I can’t explain What happened and I can’t erase the things that I’ve done No I can’t
Viva la vida
I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemies eyes Listen as the crowd would sing:"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can not explain Once you know there was never, never an honest word That was when I ruled the world(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in. Shattered windows and the sound of drums People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can not explain I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can not explain I know Saint Peter will call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the worldOooooh Oooooh Oooooh
By the way, i got them both from naifu. And yes, i like it for a reason. Perhaps you will agree.
