Student of The Year

...another "you've got to be kidding me moment" brought to you by Indie 67...

A brief synopsis...makeup lesson on Saturday:

Jeff: Hey did you see the board for Students of the Year?
Indie: No
Jeff: You should take a look.
Indie: Why?
Jeff: Well you're my student of the year.
Indie: You're kidding me, right?

Never accepting compliments graciously and flattered, of course; however, me?? "Miss I Don't Practice and Want Immediate Gratification". Me, student of the year? What a crack up. In a year of wanting to bust that piece of wood into splinters...hating it...hating music and within weeks of wanting to end the dream of ever being able to play guitar...

Jeff says I'm his student of the year.

Infreakingsane!

I was planning on quitting at the end of summer session, but my musican therapist aka Mike said he would stop speaking to me. Threat or promise? I'm not sure. So, I'm still plugging away. I'm actually practicing.

Jeff says I'm on the verge of being able to tackle "Stairway to Heaven"...that's my second goal. I've mastered "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" which was my original goal...

I suppose there is not stopping me now.

Ha!