This weekend I went to my little sister's piano recital.
Okay, let me begin by explaining the situation. This recital was for everyone who had placed in a competition that occurred a couple of weeks ago, down at a nearby college. And now I'm going to sound like a spoiled brat when I say, my sister placed, and I didn't.
Now, I've been really happy for her! She's worked really hard and deserved it, and she was so thrilled, it was awesome. But I didn't get as high a score as I usually do, and I guess I was just upset. I felt like I had been wronged in some way, when in actuality, I just didn't play as well as I should have.
Looking back over it, I think I've worked out my problem. You see, I haven't been working as hard. I'm in a new level this year, Senior 1, and with that comes a line of kids who practice like 27 hours a week and basically do NOTHING BUT PIANO. And I'm not like that. I love piano, yes, but it hasn't become my passion. Or at least, it hasn't become a passion of mine to practice. I enjoy knowing HOW to play the piano, and I think I've been a bit vain in that respect, but there's a lack of willingness to work for it on my part that's contributed to the outcome of this last competition.
This year, I'm going to change that. I'm going to work. I'm going to practice. I'm going to stop taking my abilities for granted, because right now they're not helping me through like I'm used to.
I went into that competition feeling confident. Overly confident. I was positive I was going to do fabulous, and when I didn't, it rocked my world. And not in a good way.
So I'm going to start over, ask for humility, and utilize hard work. And hopefully next time will be better. And even if it isn't, I'll have peace in the fact that I did my best.
That's really all I could ask for.
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