Hola! This is me and Ellie. She goes to BYU and I start UVU on Monday. We're just hanging out in our kitchen.
We're really cool. Just in case you were wondering.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Ellieeeeeee and Me!
Hola! This is me and Ellie. She goes to BYU and I start UVU on Monday. We're just hanging out in our kitchen.
We're really cool. Just in case you were wondering.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
I am good enough! I AM! I AM! I AM!
I'm frustrated.
When I signed up for violin when I was 4 years old, I would never have been able to foresee how competitive it would be.
So, life went on. 16 years of violin lessons later, you think I would be able to be at the top.
Oh no. That's apparently not how it works.
So in April, I sent an audition tape to the Suzuki Association for my Violin Teacher Workshop I would go to that summer. It went badly, but my REALLY good excuse is that I had been practicing the wrong song all week. So it was no surprise when I got a letter saying that I would have to re-audition.
So, I go to the workshop, it's AMAZING. During the week I have all kinds of opposition: bike race down Provo Canyon makes me late, my car gets totaled, you know -- things like that.
After, I practice the songs they want. Hard. And I tape them a million times and pick the one that is SO close to being perfect it's crazy.
Today, I get my second copy of the exact same letter they sent me in May.
This is like geting the exact same letter from USU Music Department two years in a row. I'm not liking my accumulation of rejection letters. Not at all.
All these adversaries against me being the musician I want to be should make it seem like maybe music isn't the way for me. BUT, I, on the contrary, believe that all these adversaries against me only PROVE that I NEED to be a musician. I just have to work all that much harder. It's all going to work out. I know it's what I need to do.
Phew, I feel a lot better after writing that.
When I signed up for violin when I was 4 years old, I would never have been able to foresee how competitive it would be.
So, life went on. 16 years of violin lessons later, you think I would be able to be at the top.
Oh no. That's apparently not how it works.
So in April, I sent an audition tape to the Suzuki Association for my Violin Teacher Workshop I would go to that summer. It went badly, but my REALLY good excuse is that I had been practicing the wrong song all week. So it was no surprise when I got a letter saying that I would have to re-audition.
So, I go to the workshop, it's AMAZING. During the week I have all kinds of opposition: bike race down Provo Canyon makes me late, my car gets totaled, you know -- things like that.
After, I practice the songs they want. Hard. And I tape them a million times and pick the one that is SO close to being perfect it's crazy.
Today, I get my second copy of the exact same letter they sent me in May.
This is like geting the exact same letter from USU Music Department two years in a row. I'm not liking my accumulation of rejection letters. Not at all.
All these adversaries against me being the musician I want to be should make it seem like maybe music isn't the way for me. BUT, I, on the contrary, believe that all these adversaries against me only PROVE that I NEED to be a musician. I just have to work all that much harder. It's all going to work out. I know it's what I need to do.
Phew, I feel a lot better after writing that.
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