| BshidoHEAT |
*earily morning rant*
I was talking on AIM with a friend just the other day about playing the piano, talking about how I was lucky enough to get some lessons. But I quit really earily really earily, I almost recall nothing from my lessons I even forgot when my last lesson was, and I just began to pick it up again with me producing and everything. I just have to say, although I thank my parents for putting me through it, its just plain wrong the reasons why they made me go through it. How the am I supposed to play piano, and have that help in my math? How is that supposed to relate to me? It's probably because of that I quit so earily, but 10 years later, who'd of thunk it'd come back to haunt me? Why couldn't they tell me that I could make music and compose with that knowledge?
I guess it's ok though, there are plenty of people who've taught themselves, and if they can do it, I can as well.
*just had to get that off my chest*
*back to your regularly scheduels spamalaming* |
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