Had like one hour of lecturing and scolding and nagging straight after Brillante rehearsal so released at like 7 plus.......... Felt quite bad for Azwan because I thought he conducted quite well and Mrs Q say until he at fault like that. Sigh.
Azwan walks past me, pokes me in the arm and walks away.
Me: Ehhhhhh.
Azwan walks a few steps, stops, retraces his steps, walks to me and pokes me in the arm again.
Azwan: Eh, you very nice to poke. *pokes* I like to poke you.
Oh and I hit my chin on the snare drum.
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