I have just finished an hour of crap violin practice.
Am angry with myself, frustrated and upset.
Tomorrow's lesson will not be a good one. And I know that tomorrow, all day before my lesson, I will just be stressing out totally. And it's my own fault.
I just can't bring myself to practice and enjoy it (and thusly make some sort of progress) when my teacher, who's every word I hang on for those 50 minutes of my lesson, tells me suddenly that it's all not so good anymore, after weeks of telling me that it was great.
I feel betrayed.
And it's all my fault.
*angsty sigh*
Tomorrow's lesson will not be a good one. And I know that tomorrow, all day before my lesson, I will just be stressing out totally. And it's my own fault.
I just can't bring myself to practice and enjoy it (and thusly make some sort of progress) when my teacher, who's every word I hang on for those 50 minutes of my lesson, tells me suddenly that it's all not so good anymore, after weeks of telling me that it was great.
I feel betrayed.
And it's all my fault.
*angsty sigh*