I have a love/hate relationship with my flute; well, with my ability to play the flute. Today was definitely not a love day. Does this ever happen to you when you are speaking? You stutter, forget words, your voice squeaks, and you cough and sputter about? Well that summed up my flute playing in choir rehearsal today. It was absolutely horrendous. I wanted to throw my flute off the guy's dorm *ahem* I mean kindly turn it in to the music office and go play "Chopsticks" on the piano.
But alas, I did not do any of the three. May the 4th looms in my mind and scares me spitless, so I have resorted to the discipline of any good musician (except for those crazy natural types): PRACTICE!
I really hope tomorrow will be a love day with me and the flute. But if by any chance you hear "Chopsticks" coming from the music studio, please go pick up the flute that is laying in a thousand pieces outside before Mr. Wolf sees it, and tells God I died.
Thank you.
3 comments:
Just a reminder......God said, "You're gonna make it!"
Thank you for that reminder! (even though I'm not sure who it was who commented) I'm so glad God comes along beside us and gives us strength!
Hang in there! Your gonna do just great! After all you've made it this far in the music (scariest department of all times) department, and thats something. Just seeing the music hall reminds me of piano lesson horrors
:0 <- me screaming
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