I woke up at twenty till 9 today.
Big surprise, right?
Well...even better still...my keyboard exam started at 8:30A.M.
uh, yeah...just a li'l OMMFG!!!
Interesting. I get up, throw on the same clothes as yesterday, up to AND including socks (mmm...crunchy!
*gigglz*) and come storming out of Dawndom to find that
wraptboy is still around as well.
Seems that the oversleepy-daemons haunted all the Inhabitants of Jawndamay this morning.
Bastards.
wraptboy and I agreed that the world is a miserable fucking place, and that all the goddamn morning people that make us later-folks try to get started before the sun can suck their own assholes.
Mmm...how's that for a visual?
*smirk*I got to CCC by 9:15A.M.
hoorah for 85MPH and blind officers.
Mrs. Kwon was still working with one of the other two students who was to take her skills test today. Yes, it was a miracle.
She asked me what she should do.
I shrugged, and asked her what she wanted to do.
She began to talk about how she had other students to work with until 9:30, and that she thought I would be there at 8:30. I felt like such an asshole, I just stood there, and because I am a weepy mo-fo this week (YAY! Crimson-Tide tidal-waves! wuddah-hoo!) just stood there, quiet and crying.
No, I
DIDN'T do it to get her pity. It just happened, and I couldn't stop it.
She told me to take some time for myself, practice in the keyboard room and meet her at 9:30 in a piano practice room.
The other student thanked me for having helped her last week - said it got her a better grade because it helped her to understand more.
I was glad for that.
I played better this morning than I have in weeks. Apparently, the stress and eventual breakdown helped me focus more. I still messed up, but did ok.
I don't know why, and I am still in awe...she gave me an A.
I told her I didn't think I deserved it, and that I am sorry for being such a bad student.
She said she was going to be frank...I thought about the goat with all the Christmas lights (I like your decor,
frank~;)I kinda smiled, and lowered my head, waiting for the attack.
She told me she doesn't think I practiced (she is right), that I only do so well because of musical instinct (interesting...). She says that she hopes to see me practice more in the future because she doesn't want me to wind up like one of my classmates who, when she went to transfer and got to her audition, she froze and forgot her scales.
I assured her I knew my scales. Of ANYTHING, I knew my scales. I aced that part. It was just the song-playing that pained me so.
She said I was the only student that got the written part of the exam completely right, so she knows I at least study. Just that, if I am to continue in her classes, I should practice more, and see what I can do about being more punctual.
I thanked her for being so patient, and kind, to me.
She said she'd see me tomorrow at my voice jury.
Thanks to anyone who thought about me, even remotely, this A.M.
Your prayers, good ju-ju, whatever...it was definitely "in the house," and I am grateful for it.