Enough already!!!
So I have officially decided to change my major. I don't know what I'm going to chance it to...but I'm changing it. No more of this bullshit.
I just got out of my jury. THE WORST JURY EVER TAKEN BY ANYONE!! No lie.
I walk into the room, and what is the first thing I hear? "Are you going to keep your clothes on this time?" Dr. Yun. It was funny...I went along with it. But then they started yelling at me for letting it happen! "You should have tried it on, you should have practiced with it!" YEAH WELL MAYBE IF WE HAD A FUCKING DRESS REHEARSAL I WOULD HAVE BEEN ABLE TO! Ok, so yes I could have practiced at home, but it still wouldn't have been the same. It just makes me mad. It's not like that minor detail ruined the entire recital...there were plenty of sour notes to take care of that...and that was contributed to by everyone, myself included. But for real, give me a little credit for not just stomping off stage! Whatever...it was just not fun to start off my final by being yelled at for something that minor. And they need to get over these pianos. THEY'RE MADE OF WOOD THEY DON'T HAVE FEELINGS!!! God...I wish these Steinways had never shown up. And did Stiver say anything? no...he just joined in on yelling at me for stupid silly things. I am sick of him. I am sick of this major. I am sick of this program. I am sick of school period.
Seriously though, Stiver is really making me dread learning new songs. He's making me dread singing period. They all are. Nobody has ever been able to accomplish that so far. I really don't want to keep doing it at all right now. Maybe this is just a funk though. Let's hope so. I don't feel like completely restarting my life right now.
Time for Christmas. NOW.
I just got out of my jury. THE WORST JURY EVER TAKEN BY ANYONE!! No lie.
I walk into the room, and what is the first thing I hear? "Are you going to keep your clothes on this time?" Dr. Yun. It was funny...I went along with it. But then they started yelling at me for letting it happen! "You should have tried it on, you should have practiced with it!" YEAH WELL MAYBE IF WE HAD A FUCKING DRESS REHEARSAL I WOULD HAVE BEEN ABLE TO! Ok, so yes I could have practiced at home, but it still wouldn't have been the same. It just makes me mad. It's not like that minor detail ruined the entire recital...there were plenty of sour notes to take care of that...and that was contributed to by everyone, myself included. But for real, give me a little credit for not just stomping off stage! Whatever...it was just not fun to start off my final by being yelled at for something that minor. And they need to get over these pianos. THEY'RE MADE OF WOOD THEY DON'T HAVE FEELINGS!!! God...I wish these Steinways had never shown up. And did Stiver say anything? no...he just joined in on yelling at me for stupid silly things. I am sick of him. I am sick of this major. I am sick of this program. I am sick of school period.
Seriously though, Stiver is really making me dread learning new songs. He's making me dread singing period. They all are. Nobody has ever been able to accomplish that so far. I really don't want to keep doing it at all right now. Maybe this is just a funk though. Let's hope so. I don't feel like completely restarting my life right now.
Time for Christmas. NOW.