by exixst » Wed Jan 14, 2015 1:37 pm
I'm not sure whether I'm upset or relieved that nobody seemed to acknowledge the fact that I was practicing for a good hour and a half before dinner was ready and I had to come downstairs to eat.
Nobody said anything about it. I'm kind of glad they didn't, because then I'd be embarrassed, but I'm also a bit sad that they didn't tell me I was doing well or anything. No critique, no comments, no acknowledgements... nothing.
It takes a lot of me to practice with people home, mainly because I'm afraid that I'll sound annoying and everyone will be hoping I stop.
Maybe I was right for being worried... What if my playing is horrible?
I hope it's not. I don't think I sound absolutely terrible. And where I did, I worked on it until I got it right.
This is too stressful. I'm just gonna stop, since my fingertips on one hand feel like someone's poking them with a bunch of pushpins, and the fingers on the other side are turning cold and I don't think they're supposed to.
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Tomorrow I'm gonna tell her. My lessons teacher. I'm gonna tell her that I think I can play this piece, and that I believe I can handle it. I mean, I've been playing it, despite the fact that she told me it's too difficult for my level. I don't think it is. It's challenging, yes, but I have until April to get it right. That's months ahead. I already have the majority of it down. All I have left to do is master the shifting and make sure I have it memorized.
What's the worst that can happen? She tells me that I'm just flat out not good enough and I'll just embarrass myself? That's old news. I don't care. I don't want to get a one-rating at the competition. I honestly don't. I want a two. Why? Because I don't want to move on to State. Yeah, sure, it'd be great, but I don't have the confidence to do it.
I'm gonna tell her. Of course, I'm going to 'accidentally' leave the book on my stand at home, so if she asks me to play it, I can say I 'forgot' it. Mainly because I don't want to play it for her and try to do the shifting when I know I can't, and have her tell me no because of that. I at least want to give myself an extra week to really work on it.
God, this is gonna take so much out of me. I'm already scared. Speaking up for myself is terrifying unless I can use sarcasm, but in this case, I know I can't. She's not the kind of person who I can see taking well to sarcasm, and that's my main defense when I get knocked off of my feet.
*inhales deeply* I can do it. I know I can. I just have to speak my mind, that's all.
I'm not a pathetic player who can only handle a small piece. I'm a determined, strong-willed violist who can shove all of her anxiety away and speak up for herself. Surely. It's not like she'll get upset at me, and if she does, the worst she can do is kick me out of the lessons and verbally destroy every ounce of my confidence, but I bounce back. It just takes a bit of crying, a bit of pouting, a bit of ranting, and then a nice, scalding hot shower to burn away my anger.
I can do it. And maybe it'll work out. Maybe I'll get what I want; a chance. That's all I want, is for someone to give me a chance to prove that I have the potential to do something more than what others think I can do.
But, damn it, I'm scared.