You were my experimental class. You got the weird unpolished raw lessons. The Rock Band when it's still stuck in the garage where they're their only audience. Sometimes that's a good thing, but usually not. I walk in confidently but most of the time I have absolutely no clue if the lesson will work out.
If at any point during my lessons you wondered "what the hell is Mr. Ong trying to do" now you know. I didn't even know if I should be taking pictures in class. which is why i didn't get enough ARRRRRRR now i feel lousy.
So sorry for that. You deserve better, which I'm sure Mr. Dzul will be.
:)
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