Dear God...
Bless me with some piano talent...or a really good act. I should be asleep, I gotta work at 5. I've been super stressed out; succumbing to sleep is so difficult. This has been such a trying semester so far. I feel awful because all I do is complain. I just want to be happy and feel proud of something. I've recently found that I'm judging my success on the amount of compliments I get or prizes I receive. It's one of those moments where you realize you suck as a Christian, God is face palming himself, screaming, "For my glory, remember! MY GLORY!" To many egos, prides and glory seekers roam the halls of Dana College. It's sucking me in.
I've realized through my questing of the music dept, that I really want to teach the small children (this is the moment where you all can say "I told you so"). It wont be so bad, and I think I have a natural talent for this sort of thing. We'll soon see. I gotta get all these awful piano skills under my belt. So much piano...just gotta get through it. It's all worth it.
I'm ready to be done. I'm ready to get out of here and start my life. I'm ready to have my own house, and a family and a dog and go to work and get a pay check. Its gunna be a challenge, but I'm ready for change. 1 more year, 1 more year!!!
Okay, bed time!
I've realized through my questing of the music dept, that I really want to teach the small children (this is the moment where you all can say "I told you so"). It wont be so bad, and I think I have a natural talent for this sort of thing. We'll soon see. I gotta get all these awful piano skills under my belt. So much piano...just gotta get through it. It's all worth it.
I'm ready to be done. I'm ready to get out of here and start my life. I'm ready to have my own house, and a family and a dog and go to work and get a pay check. Its gunna be a challenge, but I'm ready for change. 1 more year, 1 more year!!!
Okay, bed time!